dA.
A world in change.
Always it changes.
The way it looks.
Feels.
Behaves.
Breaths.
I walk among shadows.
I walk among artists.
Writers.
Illustrators.
Photographers.
I walk with them all.
From all around the globe, they meet.
The rich.
The emo.
The gangster.
The outcast.
All are they here, all are they together.
Different in all aspects of life.
They share one thing.
Here they realize their dreams.
Here they can be who they really are.
The trollers.
The serious.
The hopefull.
The doubters.
All can find a home, where everybody is accpeted.
A home.
Place where you belong.
Among these people.
Among these men.
Among these women.
Among these artists.
I have found a place where I belong.
Where I can be the person I really want to be.
Where I am truly accpeted for the person I am.
In the everchanging world of dA, I have found a home.
I have found, my Pandora.










