#sofisnowflake

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- Explanation kills art.

Once you tell people what you did is “art” it has lost all the meaning.

The point of art shouldn’t be showing it.

It should be people understanding it and relating to it, with their own minds, thinking about what that piece means to themselves. 

what’s the point of explaining something that is supposed to explain by itself? 

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-Pretend.

I can’t remember when was the first time that I did it.

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-Liars.

How can people lie so well? 

Is it so easy for them to look into my eyes and deny something I already know is absolutely true.

It hurts like hell when they do it, but I have to lie too, and pretend it doesn’t hurt me, cause they can’t know what I know.

This could smash everything.

And I have to wait to smash everything.

Not yet.

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-Lady of The Flowers.

I have always felt out of place in school. Sitting in the classroom for hours trying not to fall asleep or run away, while I draw on my notebook instead of taking notes... and now that I don’t have to go anymore I feel free. Free of doing whatever I feel like doing... but then I remember.. I have to study for the biggest test in my life: to get into university. OH HOW I HATE STUDYING THINGS I JUST DON’T CARE ABOUT. 

I wish I could just tell people how much I desire to learn art history, but of course, they don’t care. 

For them, I am just a number. A bunch of grades. 

If I fail this... and I hope I don’t... but if I do, I won’t know what to do anymore.

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-Mentally poor. Mentally rich.

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-Look at this alien hands.

If there’s one thing you must know about me, is that I like to use my hands to make art, and I include them into my work a lot. 

I believe it’s the thing I have took more pictures in my life. More than my cat, I swear. I used to hate my hands because they were so skinny and bony, but from the moment I started taking pictures I saw that they were pretty photogenic. Since then, I don’t hate them no longer 

Hands are pure magic. They can do anything. Create. Destroy. Help. Ignore. Make you feel pleasure. Make you feel pain. Do. Make. 

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-The Fake Hat.

You may think this matching genuine range of colors was set up. Well I have to give the lie to that. I was walking around with my camera and some mates when I saw someone sitting in that table, and when they got up I saw this magestic magic hat. “IT FITS” I said, as I took their place, realizing that my clothes matched the architecture. So I guess I can call it a portrait of me, by my beloved progenitor. 

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-HEALING

sometimes all you need to do is change the air you are breathing. 

We all need fresh air. And I don’t mean literally, cause I smoke haha

Well, you know. 

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-Abandoning.

I wish I had never knew.

I wish I could go back in time and stop right before it was too late. Cause now everything has changed. All of a sudden I started crying. My entire world broke.

But it’s been 24 hours now. I feel a little better. 

They still act normal, as if everything is okay, even when clearly it’s not.

Now my eyes have been opened, and I see things I wasn’t able to see before.

Therefore, I’m leaving this place. I need a fresh start. A change of skin.

I’m not a kid. I can do this. But when can we exactly know when are we ready to something as big as this? 

I guess you never know. I guess it just happens.

All I know, is that this is a good change.