Mashed Potatoes

My artwork. 🌀🎨📷

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There’s something that’s been happening for a while now. I just started to realise it.

I am alone. I am my own supporter. I am my own mentor. I am my own comforter. And i’ve been doing a bad job.

It’s hard. By I have the greatest supporter of all. I have God on my side.

I raise my expectations so high. And I am going to reach it. I promise myself.

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You know I used to be inspired. I used to express my feelings through various media. Music that my hearts pours through the piano, lines that my hands release onto paper, words that my mouth utters into space. Somehow, with time, it all faded.

I still play music, just not what my heart pours. I still use paper, just not to scribble my thoughts. I still talk, just nothing that expresses what’s inside.

I used to.

Now I don’t.

I realise the change. I just cannot undo it. I just want to so bad.

Now, this is the art that I feel that expresses me. Clouds. I feel like this sky now. And i am about to pour.

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Alexandria, Egypt.

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And the sun played with her hair

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The awesome little things.

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The tiny book of tiny stories.

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Secrets behind curtains.

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Lonesome.

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Pretty ceilings all the way.

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On top of the world.

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Camel's got swag. ✌️

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Morning.