Musings #10

It’s rare, but when I do fall in love, I fall head over extremely high heels


The nights are too long without you my muse, so I wake up and write all my musings for you in my darkest hours


My house is to big without you, even though I carry you within my heart


Give me time and room to draw and I won’t ever stop…


Bad times make you realize what matters… And what you’re truly made of…


Being appreciated for who you are: best feeling in the world


When happy: spread it around. So much more productive than spreading negativity


I care
Too much
Not at all for myself
But too much for others


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