au milieu de l'hiver
I love simplicity, art, and old films. I don't know who I am yet.
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I wish I loved myself. Then I wouldn’t have to rely on anyone else too, I would be enough. 

I wish I loved myself. Then I wouldn’t have to rely on anyone else too, I would be enough. 

kocham

Sometimes I feel like the world is falling around me, and everything is so beautiful that it’s almost too much to handle. Sometimes I feel like I don’t even know who I am anymore, and that’s what scares me most; that in the midst of all this chaotic beauty, stands me. 
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a peacock I painted in a religion classroom last semester. It has a quote now saying “the world if full of beautiful things… like you!”

a peacock I painted in a religion classroom last semester.

It has a quote now saying “the world if full of beautiful things… like you!”

kocham

this is just some of the photography from when I was volunteering at my town’s Humane Society. I love cats., luckily, these three have all found forever homes. 

kocham

Inspired by charlavail last night, I created a sugarcat, and some sort of neat octopus. I’m painting them tomorrow. 
I don’t drink like everyone else. I do it to forget things about myself.
peacock; water colour and pastels 

peacock; water colour and pastels 

kocham
this is a painting I did a while ago, She’s a sea monster. It’s difficult to see, so I’ll update the photo when I can. 

this is a painting I did a while ago, She’s a sea monster. It’s difficult to see, so I’ll update the photo when I can. 

kocham
Allow me to introduce myself. I enjoy that mellow, messy, leaf-kicking, perfect pause between summer and winter. Chilly air, whistling wind, and rain that smells like memories.Sometimes, I like to lie awake at night listening to the pitter-patter of raindrops on my roof. Sometimes, the sky is so clear that I can see the far blue edge of forever behind distant suns. Sometimes, I see little shooting stars out of the corner of my eyes like falling glitter. Sometimes, I think if we lived to be 200-300 years old, the clouds would spin a lot faster. Sometimes, I think the city is sucking away at my soul.I guess you could say I’m a dreamer. I like anything pretty, witty, or wise, and captivating, and emotional art inspires me. I am 2/3 free and the 1/3 “unfree” part of me doesn’t even matter that much. I believe in magic and people and pinky promises, and I’m kind of in love with the whole damn world. I like flaws and feel more comfortable around people who have them. And when it comes down to it, I don’t want everything to add up to the perfect equation. I want mess and chaos. I want to do something wild and reckless. I want to feel alive. I want to feel passion and heat and madness. I want it all. And I don’t really know where I’m going, but I hope I go far.

Allow me to introduce myself.

I enjoy that mellow, messy, leaf-kicking, perfect pause between summer and winter. Chilly air, whistling wind, and rain that smells like memories.
Sometimes, I like to lie awake at night listening to the pitter-patter of raindrops on my roof. Sometimes, the sky is so clear that I can see the far blue edge of forever behind distant suns. Sometimes, I see little shooting stars out of the corner of my eyes like falling glitter. Sometimes, I think if we lived to be 200-300 years old, the clouds would spin a lot faster. Sometimes, I think the city is sucking away at my soul.

I guess you could say I’m a dreamer. I like anything pretty, witty, or wise, and captivating, and emotional art inspires me. I am 2/3 free and the 1/3 “unfree” part of me doesn’t even matter that much. I believe in magic and people and pinky promises, and I’m kind of in love with the whole damn world. I like flaws and feel more comfortable around people who have them. And when it comes down to it, I don’t want everything to add up to the perfect equation. I want mess and chaos. I want to do something wild and reckless. I want to feel alive. I want to feel passion and heat and madness. I want it all. And I don’t really know where I’m going, but I hope I go far.

kocham