i miss

home is where the heart is
and my heart is definitely not here.

bottled up sea side is just a temporary solution.

our nights

last summer's parties

back to basics

i've learned my lesson. no more words, just pictures from now on.

winter is here.
and you, stop stalking my blog!

insecurity

uncertainty.maybe i think too much. i remember the days when the light was too dim and the house was too quiet, so inviting to over thinking. yes, the light was dim. it was blue. now it's gray. the shadows have come back to my room to taunt me when i try to sleep. my eyelids are playing tricks on me again. i can't sleep anymore. how am i supposed to solve this when my bed was left unmade from my last ordeal. i foolishly thought it was gonna make itself. it didn't.

what now?

jaded

worn out. stained. polish me and make me brand new.

who loves the sun

i don't. go away pesky sun light!

loosing my head

i almost forgot how loosing your head feels like, but lately it came back to me. and not in a good way. words don't mean much to me but right now i feel like i can't hold it in anymore. i've held it in since i can remember and i need to spill it out somewhere. why can't the whole world go away?

but i'm a girl and i can hold it in forever.

home pt. II

found it.maybe

home pt. I

forever and eternally,
the cliffs around the crashing sea

jurney

a very rigid search

to find home

end

with this i declare summer's end.

poppy day

in flanders fields
the poppies grow
between the crosses
row on row
that mark our place

we are the dead..

japanese

i feel like sushi.

moon

lunatic

lunar trees

hypnosis

i will count from 10 to 0..

...0

daydreamer

reinterpreting

gray

the air was gray

witch's mirror

my second term assignment that my teacher failed to fully understand.i'm kinda obsessing over that mirror.

better pt. II

this was all about me.it's nice to do something for myself for a change.

closure at last

better pt. I

psychedelic summer days are here!

more narcissistic pics soon.

M

i like the subway.and here's why .

witch's mirror

sorry bloody mary and candyman but the witches were first

make a wish

lazy

kinda.

secret tree

secret dream tree that brightens up only for me.


update: the bastards cut down my tree and took it away from me...RIP dream tree

pjs

night sister for many many slumber parties.

dirty trip

air - bathroom girl

r. - morning

after the dreaming.dawn.