The Life Savior

To a lot of people art may just be...art. Nothing special, nothing really worth while. To me art is not just the only way I can express myself fully, but it is also what has kept me together for a long time. Through life you live hard things, you learn you´re not invincible, or perfect, you learn that you get some things wrong, you mess up, you hurt others and others hurt you. And even though sometimes the world seems like a sad, cruel place, it really isn´t, the hard stuff you have to live through...some people call it fate, or God´s will...i just call it growing up. Without these hardships and pain and learning to understand, to forgive, to ask for forgiveness, then you don´t really know what life is all about. I can honestly say i don´t know half of what this is all about, but i think that i am on the way to learning something new every day. All the things that i´ve learned...and i don´t think i know much...i have learned them through ART. And hopefully, through the years i have left to live, i will learn a few more things that might help me understand other things i have never really understood.

When it hurts to look back
And you're scared to look ahead
Just look beside you,
You'll always find me there.

BEST FRIENDS

Best friends are not those who understand how you feel or think,
But those who don't but still love you and support.

GCH

Oh... and this is Ian Somerhalder, also known as Damon Salvatore in Vampire Diaries! Can you believe that Damon fights his brother, Stefhan, for Elena and I fight Gaby, kind of a sister to me, for Damon! Ironic right!

This is the Bodiam Castle in England that Gaby and I made in art class! Well.......Gaby did it all by herself and I just wrote my name on it! Shame on me, I know! But it is nice anyway : )

Sonnet 57

Being your slave, what should I do but tend
Upon the hours and times of your desire?
I have no precious time at all to spend,
Nor services to do, till you require.
Nor dare I chide the world-without-end hour
Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you,
Nor think the bitterness of absence sour
When you have bid your servant once adieu;
Nor dare I question with my jealous thought
Where you may be, or your affairs suppose,
But, like a sad slave, stay and think of nought
Save, where you are how happy you make those.
So true a fool is love that in your will,
Though you do any thing, he thinks no ill.
William Shakespeare