Welcome to my blog where I empty my cabinets and fill them with all of me, just as the photo implies.
hi it’s me being weird
The shadows were my way of reminding me I was still real and the flowers gave me hope that even the dead could still smell the scent of its roots digging through my soul.
"I woke up to the sound of rain kissing my cheeks and as I got up, I soaked my body with the gloom and comfort that the darkness brought. I felt the drizzle and the hurricane and both reminded me of you because you were within my reach and you were subtle. You are as beautiful as the rain that came today."
You won’t actually know who you really are until you take a look at yourself not the way you want to be looked at but how you see yourself and how you respond to the choices you are about to make. Sometimes it’s easier to look at yourself in two colors that have various shades. It permits you to be more naked and to be more real, someone with more soul and with more life and death elements that allow you to be a better mirror of the lamb and wolf that you let live inside you.
new profile picture! decided to darken out and experiment more on black and white? this turned out and oh well..
Here’s to beauty in the still, void and hurtful world.
i just realized i haven’t really posted this one
The stages of uncertainty and the lack of drive to carry on