there's this thing that happens when you've been staring at a canvas for three hours and the silence gets so loud you can hear your own thoughts folding in on themselves. i think that's the closest i get to actually knowing what i'm trying to say.
there's this thing that happens when you've been staring at a canvas for three hours and the silence gets so loud you can hear your own thoughts folding in on themselves. i think that's the closest i get to actually knowing what i'm trying to say.