For the past two years, on my birthday, I used to write something that I thought holds enough wisdom and meaning to share with you. Now, as I turned 25, I feel like I don’t have anything to say—maybe why this post is a week late. Yes, I turned 25 last week, and I don’t know how to feel about it?
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I remember
my hands shaking
but only for a second
then, I—
I pulled the trigger
When society tells you to be yourself, they don’t mean it, right?
I mean, how can they when they still judge you, anyway?
Hi, friends ~
I’m happy to be back with my monthly journal spread. I keep doing this even though I think I am not improving. Hahaha! But it is my first time using Tombow brush, so I was ecstatic!
Continue reading “June Journal Spread | Tombow Dual Brush Pens”
I welcomed the month admiring the beauty that is the moon in its full waning gibbous glory. I was with my high school friends, strolling on a highway. It was nostalgic; it was youthful.
Continue reading “I was too busy breathing underwater; I forgot about you”
“Those who have been eminent in philosophy, politics, poetry, and the arts have all had tendencies toward melancholia.”
— Aristotle
