I'm sorry my feelings could not be conveyed through mere words or motions. I can only describe them in colours or sounds, which may be hard for you to understand.
I am proud being an artist. I am proud to be different from the others who hated me back then. I am unique, I keep telling myself that.
But I guess...
Sometimes, being different means hard to fit in the general society... Or maybe just to pair with a certain single person. It's hard to match.
Yeah, it's difficult...
Thursday, July 29, 2010
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