Story: Art never comes from happiness. - ft. Niall James Horan.
"I've always been the one bringing up the problems. The untalented one. The rebel. And I loved it. My parents told me to become like my sister, smart, honest, and a girl who'll become big. I tried, but I couldn't. I've never been that sweet, girly kind of person, because I dare to be different. Offices and serious business? Not my thing, defenitly not. I want to express myself, and I found my own way to do it ; graffiti. And I found the one to do it with. He is the most beautiful angel heaven has ever lost. His name? Nathan.
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