She sits in the darkness of a dust-ridden day – delicately misplaced yet equally in bravely unison, with the sophisticated elements of her very own beautiful bewilderment. Amid this argumentative & quarreling sense of undocumented bliss, which will twist & turn & invaluably earn its involuntary s-t-r-i-p-e-s…

This transformatively ALIVE & l-i-v-i-d time – a tryhard pretty little eager individual entity of presentable & po-faced addiction, to this inexplicable thing: Called an utterly & outright egalitarian State of Mastery

Over Fine, Fine Art .

Over Fine, Fine Art