Had fun with charcoal with the tiny human… rubbed my hand on it until it was unrecognizable and turned it into a piece of gray colored paper because I could. Art only lasts as long as you want it to physically, emotionally, metaphorically, hydroponically, and any other iccally I left out.

I’m fine… everything thing is fine.

Those who grew up in broken homes do not dream of grand conquests or distant ambitions; they long for the simple yet profound security of a home that no one can take from them and the unwavering presence of someone who will never abandon them.

No one seeks to tarnish your name more fervently than those who fear the revelation of truth.

Individuals who lead with insecurity and possess a deficiency in moral integrity often project their own self-doubt onto those they perceive as threats. In doing so, they endeavor to drag these individuals down to their own level of immaturity and insecurity.

I see things differently.

I remember things differently.