TUMBLR IS FUCKING KIDDING WITH ME TONIGHT!
WHY I CANT SEARCH EXO’S THINGS?? LET ME REBBLOG THEEEEEEM!
No matter how many times I try to draw again with my tablet, I just cant. I need to draw with paper and pen. I need to feel that I still can draw traditional art. That I’m still useful somehow. I need someone to say “I got talent” for something. Anything. If i’m part of this whole mess we call world, I have to know where I belong to, what I have to do. What I CAN to.
But at same time, Im afraid of show my art to other people. If someone say something bad again, I will lose it for sure. I cant love anything. I just know I love art. I cry when I hear a nice music. My heart race when I see a nice work. I suppose it’s called love, this thing. I dont know where it come from, it just came. And if its the only thing I love, I cant let it go.
Lots of people are leaving me. But I know art will always be by my side.
Its keeping me alive.