|This art is amazing! Please do have a look|
Dusk.A crack of four knuckles does not mean three knocks at your red doorDusk. by *Clavis-Salomonis
Or blue window
Violet stars do not linger on purple curtains
Fading in that barbed wire mess you call an imagination.
there are no hidden secrets from beyond the grave,
No essays in architecture written in you love letters.
Or letters. Just...
She has nothing to do with it!
I know. Always.
For a very important date, no time to say hello, goodbye, I'm late, I'm late, I'm late!
Well it has been a while! I must say how sorry I am about that, lots of quite boring (and some interesting) things got in the way.
I've finished my Masters degree; I'm just waiting for the results now. Which means I am in the real world o.o I am very unprepared.
I hope to have some new art up soon
Three people you really should be watching: