"Look my burned heart."
I couldn't see anything in his bare chest.
There was just black emptiness
and crumbles of oxidized love.
My new friends tried to escape from me.
But it didn't work. Sorry friends!
I was waiting her last words.
She opened her lips and started to talk.
"Yesterday, all my trouble seemed so far away......"
"Spring won't let me stay in this house any longer!
I must get out and breathe the air deeply again."
"Feelings aroused by the touch of someone' s hand, the sound of music, the smell of a flower, a beautiful sunset, a work of art, love, laughter, hope and faith - all work on both the unconscious and the conscious aspects of the self, and they have physiological consequences as well."
"If I could catch the green lantern of the firefly
I could see to write you a letter."
A boy saw the death first time of his life
and that came from inside of himself
A boy felt something very fierce
but he forgot that quickly just like an ordinary boy
"I want to leave, to go somewhere where I should be really in my place, where I would fit in . . . but my place is nowhere; I am unwanted."
Dear. Lettrists who loves doodles🎨
Let's try doodle with left hand😂😄😄
I used to draw something on signature space and write letters,
But now I'm writing here first and draw with my left hand!!😁😁
p.s. If you're use left hand now,
draw with your right hand!😃