A picture that tells us that, yes, all things really do relate. Like, that girl there relates to that music device, and that pile of books, and that flower lying on the ground. It's universal.
I can never be normal and tell people how I feel and why, even if I know exactly what it is that's getting to me. So, instead, I shove my thoughts and emotions in the noses of everyone who reads for them to see. God gave me this gift, and I intend to use it the way it's meant. I am a writer. This is me; this is what I do.
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