My lame sketchbook
I love to draw. To disappear into a world completely made for me, and it's just me there.
I get to dive into the ocean of my own universe and just forgett about everything and anyone. Forgett about pain or sorrow, or just drown in it. Fully channeling my emotions and take them out of me and put them on a canvas.
I guess it's a form of running away but also a form of me confronting myself, feelings and other things that effect me.
It's like a though process on display for anyone watching, it's a part of my most private conversations that I kinda, show of in belife that no one sees thru me.