I wish my poems were happier
That I didn’t hold onto grief
Like a childhood blanket
Providing some twisted sense of relief
I know there are power in words
The ones we write and we read
So why do I allow the ones
That feel like they bleed?
Is it to shed the feeling
Or is it just planting a seed?
My mind has crippled my thoughts
Shaken my beliefs
Isolated me off
Makes me think everyone’s against me
And I listen genuinely
Cause why would it betray me?
It’s wrong, I see
But it’s so convincing
Cause if I hate myself
How could anyone love me?
Thank you protecting me!
One of the worst feelings is being surrounded by so many people, and feeling like a stranger to every single one.
If I can’t see him, he can’t see me….
Poses I did for a couple at their Eternal Bonding!
This used to be a bear fishing at a lake water fountain that broke. I bought it at Goodwill, removed the bear, fish, and inner water part. I messed up on layering the glue to make it look like water, but I made this cute little night light.
More foods I love to make(I’m a fat boy, so I had to bite the torta first, was making me hungry. )
Some of my favorite dishes to make.
Some simple Gposes
Can food be art?
Some artwork I did a long time ago.
Pop off!!!