There is nothing more precious than laughter

My painting carries with it the message of pain.

I hope the exit is joyful and i hope never to return.

To trap one's self-suffering is to risk being devoured from the inside.

I love you more than my own skin and even though you don’t love me the same way, you love me anyways, don’t you? And if you don’t, I’ll always have the hope that you do, and i’m satisfied with that. Love me a little. I adore you.

I paint my own reality.

I want a storm to come and flood us into a song that no one wrote.