by a Hello kitty stud:[
"Art is imagination that breathe and meanings that burn." I have decided to crank out an illustration for my next tattoo. My fingers are itching for obedience and my sketch book yearns for graphite spilled from pencils. There are moments, above all on June evenings, when the sea that hold our moons are sucked into the earth and nothing is left but memories and the touch of a hand. So its another one week for my memory box to be set definite. I guess i'll miss the lovely darlings. One of the mommy actually adorned an appreciation card& bought a disney pillow for me.. Really touching.. There's this picture of her son, Aden in it.. and pretty ornaments he helped to "glue" it on. Was really touched.. Can't really describe the nostalgic feeling. I just hope to stay in touch with the both of them. Time is starting to bother me, i cranked out a conclusion that i've to begin weighing my options on another job.. Its back to one again.. farewell present.
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