Art never comes from happiness.
You’re my sunshine.
This sprawling side tat.
We’re nothing more than kids who can dream.
And I’d choose you, in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, I’d find you and I’d choose you.
I decorate my life with people, not things. Though my walls may be barren, my soul is not.
We’re all mad here.
One day at a time.
This large chest piece.
God broke our hearts to prove to us He only takes the best.
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