I Hope The Exit Is Joyful And

I Love You More Than My Own Skin And Even Though You Don’t Love Me The Same Way, You Love Me Anyways, Don’t You? And If You Don’t, I’ll Always Have The Hope That You Do, And I’m Satisfied With That. Love Me A Little. I Adore You.

Really, I Do Not Know Whether My Paintings Are Surrealist Or Not, But I Do Know That They Are The Frankest Expression Of Myself.

Your Word Travels The Entirety Of Space And Reaches My Cells Which Are My Stars Then Goes To Yours Which Are My Light.

I Paint Flowers To Prevent Them From Dying

Tragedy Is The Most Ridiculous Thing.