If only you weren’t as sharp as a knife, you wouldn’t hurt me like the way you did.
I didn’t expect you to do such a thing to me as I was just walking around, searching for something.
You just come when you want to come and go when you want to. You don’t mind hurting anybody.
It still hurts a little bit whenever I think about it. I’m a human and I can’t forget whatever that has happened.
You didn’t consider warning me beforehand. I was stunned and I didn’t have the time.
I cried when the fresh wound started to bleed as I believed that it would stay forever, as a scar on my face.
An ice cube may not heal the damage you’ve done. But it has the power to slow things down for me.
I just look at the mirror and pray that you don’t stay forever. I don’t want to wear a mask either. It’s dramatic!
“Pink is a female’s colour.” – thanks to the greatest marketing strategy of the century.
“No originality in the painting. I’ve seen something like this.”
Okay. Why isn’t this post coming to an end?
This one here, is not a painting. I was just practising. I agree. The camera isn’t great. The original painting that’s made on paper is better than the image that you just saw. Not this one. I’m talking about the first picture that you came across. If you didn’t like the quality, you can sponsor for…