With shifting shadows, air and time disturbed;
But in my heart is locked the singing flame.
I love realism.
A little accuracy never hurt anyone. Well, maybe it has, but it doesn’t seem to be harming anything in this case. I think it’s about time we broke the stereotype of the perfectly curved heart. Hearts come in all shapes and size — some are two sizes too small — and they’re all beautiful! Submitted to Threadless.