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08.05.2023
I plan not only my future actions but also my desires. And right now I want to look into your eyes and feel this reality.
07.10.2023
How do I even feel about this reality? What's real and what's just in my head?
I've been thinking a lot about feelings lately. I digest my mind, searching for answers that only my heart can give me. But my heart has forgotten and my mind has created a new reality, from which I will not get out until I come out of my trance and feel wet drops on my hair.
Reality is the truth and truth does not exist.
22.01.2023
She knew who she was and it made her confident in the future. I know she was better than me, so this is the only way I know how to achieve the same thing now. Remember.
I miss that girl so much that for a moment I could forget what it was like to be lost. Who knew what she dreamed of, what she really wanted. She sincerely believed that she had seen the future and enjoyed it, even if it brought only grief and tears. Because it “was, is, and will be right.” I want to get back to her. To talk. Ask for advice. After all, I absolutely do not know how to feel at least a little bit the same as I did then.
Material: acrylic on canvas
Size: 140 × 100 × 2 cm
Finished: 02.24
Not available
I plan not only my future actions but also my desires. And right now I want to look into your eyes and feel this reality.
07.10.2023
How do I even feel about this reality? What's real and what's just in my head?
I've been thinking a lot about feelings lately. I digest my mind, searching for answers that only my heart can give me. But my heart has forgotten and my mind has created a new reality, from which I will not get out until I come out of my trance and feel wet drops on my hair.
Reality is the truth and truth does not exist.
22.01.2023
She knew who she was and it made her confident in the future. I know she was better than me, so this is the only way I know how to achieve the same thing now. Remember.
I miss that girl so much that for a moment I could forget what it was like to be lost. Who knew what she dreamed of, what she really wanted. She sincerely believed that she had seen the future and enjoyed it, even if it brought only grief and tears. Because it “was, is, and will be right.” I want to get back to her. To talk. Ask for advice. After all, I absolutely do not know how to feel at least a little bit the same as I did then.
Material: acrylic on canvas
Size: 140 × 100 × 2 cm
Finished: 02.24
Not available
