don't trust the surgeon with your heart, she's drunk and sips from poison cups, and don't you trust the scientist, he says
“life is like a wineglass”
as he spills his drink like secrets all across your dress and says:
“my dear, i must confess, i never thought you ever knew what love was like for real. i never thought you needed me.”
this is my personal art blog.
watercolors and drawings and (mostly) moleskine pages.