“ You get a strange feeling when you’re about to leave a place. Like you’ll not only miss the people you love but you’ll miss the person you are now at this time and this place, because you’ll never be this way ever again. ”
— Azar Nafisi, Reading Lolita in Tehran (via psych-facts)
Oh gosh I love hands.. They can tell you soo much about a person and since I was heartbroken, I can’t forget his hands and get over him. But, painting is something that will always calm me down.
Oh gosh I love his hands..
