CREATED BYEmmy
created 1 years ago a little birdie told me... about a girl who lived. she lived through her art, through the strokes of her brush. she lived through pictures and polaroids, music and movies. she lived for herself, for her friends and family, but that was it. she didn't live for approval or attention, not fame nor fortune. she didn't care what people said, saw, or suggested she do. she lived for the earth, not the encore. art, not apathy.