" I learned that just beneath the surface there’s another world, and still different worlds as you dig deeper. I knew it as a kid, but I couldn’t find the proof. It was just a kind of feeling. There is goodness in blue skies and flowers, but another force—a wild pain and decay—also accompanies everything. "
i love my mom because when i was depressed i thought i didn’t want to do art anymore so i put all my art stuff into a box and threw it in the trash and she took it out and put it all back into the closet