pegasiterforever

When I draw, well...Everything begins to turn possible. Unicorns and dragons can come alive. Were friends, family, even Gods can be in the same picture. Where fantasy and reality are intertwined. Robots feel, Ponies fly, the ability to own wings are likewise possible...Then comes a time when your led breaks and your fantasy come to a screeching halt, and reality is pushing you through the window; showing you that you cant fly. Unless you pick up the pen, you fall into a deep dark abyss...No way out.You are stuck stranded all alone.When a pencil comes tumbling down the sloping side of the abyss landing in your hands calling out your name. DRAW ME! DRAW ME!