“His love is strong, you can do no wrong. He can see your soul your imperfections he knows. His honesty is true forever with you. His loyalty everlasting to whom he shall choose.”
-PAC

I have been told many times I’m gifted with creativity.
I have been told I can write, draw and my photos really are excellent.
I love thinking free and projecting it to reality amongst our society.
Follow me and I promise you will be pleased from the blessed and smarter me!

You are the roots to the clutter on my blank page, the key to my rage, the destruction to my extrovert, the manipulation of my justification, the nightmare to my dreams, the part of me that should seize to exist.

You are the interpretation of black in my writings, the dead to my life like mold eating my insides into a corpse, the apocryphal hope of my desire.

You are the norm to typical when I thought of you as difference, the reason I forgot how to smile, the crucial war scar my heart has fault in having. You are now that consistent nonexistent appearance in my truth….

My eyes are dazed in a loss of equilibrium, sleeping or tumblr has become my contemplation…