What does it mean to be human? cause when i see you, i see an explosion in the sky, i see a supernova, i see the reflection of the full moon in the ocean and when i touch you, i am touching the beginning of everything. i see you for what you are, and quite simply, my love, you are my universe.
She looks away from Dark, thinking she might actually start crying if she met his eyes. She doesn't say anything at first, silently thanking herself for taking her Adderall before eventually speaking. "Sean is fine... as far as I can tell... Well. Maybe. Anti publicly made himself known once again yesterday." She rubs the back of her neck "And you could her Sean crying... so there was that..." she pauses. "Sorry sir, I didn't mean to anger you by bringing.. him.. up.." she says quietly.
“So he cried because of Anti’s mediocre show? Pathetic. I always knew he was a weakling.” Dark shook his head in disappointment and brought his hands to his lap. Below the table, he dug his nails into the soft skin of his palms in order to keep himself calm.
“I suppose I can forgive you this once. Just be sure to not make the same mistake more than once, Sunny. I may not be so kind and forgiving next time.”
Canadian fine artist Sean William Randall creates awesome explosive paintings of flaming cars streaking across the sky. Lets be honest everyone imagined these scenarios when they were kids playing with toy cars.