Youre my dream please come true
We live and breathe words. .... It was books that made me feel that perhaps I was not completely alone. They could be honest with me, and I with them. Reading your words, what you wrote, how you were lonely sometimes and afraid, but always brave.
the way you saw the world, its colors and textures and sounds, I felt--I felt the way you thought, hoped, felt, dreamt. I felt I was dreaming and thinking and feeling with you.
I dreamed what you dreamed, wanted what you wanted--and then I realized that truly I just wanted you.
-cassandra claire-
very nice , and awesome art work too ! Thanks for sharing !upped!👍👍👍
thanks karen:)
your welcome!
I don't really get it. But I like this art, nevertheless :D
thank you:) it just a qoutes
Oh! I see.. You should take a look at my recent drawings as well.