The name DrivingArtsy is a portmanteau kind of word. Two words combined into one, I believe. Driving - for I love driving around the back roads with the windows down, radio blast full volume, and going 94mph. Artsy - for the simple fact, I have a passion for art.
-I live among the stories inside my mind-
You. You hurt me every day. Every day you make me smile. Smiles from your piercing eyes is what weakens me. Your breath is the wind I need. You.
Thursday, June 9, 2011
Such devious and wonderous characters surround me. Loving, unique, and quirky traits with laughs to make a day in my life yellow.
Our souls do not realize the tiny traits that make us human. How the emotions of our souls let us create such characters in life.
There is no desired limit of bravery. Whether it's many or hardly. Competitive and pompass minds should learn the life of everyone is just. Our own is just.
To be scared is being brave. Bravery takes a hold of many qualities. Bravery is taking this fucked up world us human beings live on, and just living the life.
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Overwhelming emotions hug the heart so deep. This empathy is a curse to the dark soul within my being. Everything I know is all out the window.
Overwhelming emotions hug the heart so deep. This empathy is a curse to the dark soul within my being. Everything I know is all out the window.
Monday, June 6, 2011
I wish for normalcy. As I can see, normalcy wishes for me too. I see it in its eyes on how much it wants me. For me to morph into existence.