When I am thinking about what my personality is, I often picture a blank canvas. I start with the colors I am not, such as yellow or orange, those colors are little to loud for a person like me. I favor colors such as soft shades of grey and deep dark shades of red. Though they might not be appreciated as much as other colors, I still find beauty in their quite elegance. I then add lines to capture those colors and hold the bleeding edges of their fragile existence, giving them a little strength. Those lines then connect into shapes that dance around each other, skittering across the canvas. Step by step them come together, linking and molding into each other to form bigger shapes; creating a mysterious world. After hours of this waltz I step back and find myself staring into the eyes of single girl, who's own eyes stare back at my own.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
A Journey Taken
Non-FictionThis book has come from the need to express my self. Its about my journey here on this earth in the way I choose to document it. This will be a collection of memories that occur in my life, so it can be technically called an online journal. But I wa...
