If I were in space slowly being pulled into a black hole,
I’d hope you’d be there with me

Because they say time stops inside a black hole
So then I’d be with you till the end time
Which would be never.

It is better to speak even if your voice shakes rather than saying nothing at all.

And no one would ever think to ask if I were alright.

je vous déteste, mais en même temps c'est comme ça que je t'aime

If the stars stopped shining
how many wishes would die?

But if the stars never shined,
would wishes even exist?

What if you could dance with the stars at night? 
When they shine and twinkle oh so very bright.

Would they kiss your hand before waltzing you across the night sky?
Or would they simply take your hand and guide you step by step?

I wonder what’d it’d be like to dance with the stars.

His paint brush was a razor, and his canvas was his wrist. Each swish of the brush brought tears to his eyes, but when an artist starts to paint, he does not stop until its done and finished.

be.you.tiful

I will always doubt

The only reason why I wish I could draw is because not everything on my mind can be put into words.