1. Wrinkled Pages

skin mellows to the faint smell of soap, and everything becomes silent.
i hear nothing but the ice outside, and habitual buzzing inside my head.
too habitual to be dubbed a noise.


i spend my snow day surrounded by books and work.
and my thoughts, of course.


maybe i should start one last blog?
one where i try to substitute photographs with imagery.
or maybe i can take a daily photo to add unto short messages.


everyday. i must blog everyday.


something, to change the mood.
everything has been looking deep grey lately...
that must change... i must change
into what i presume is a better human being.


why not let others join the ride in this vintage convertible?
i attempted to make a tumblr,
sharing my hopes and dreams to be worn in, and lovely.
but no one cares, and it's a hassle to maintain.


so i shall more-than-likely start another blog.
a blog aspiring to be beautiful.


just like me, aspiring and whatnot.


done.

NIRRIMI

she always takes my breath away.

not only her photography,

but her blog, her writing

it's all amazing.

i had no inspiration nor motivation

today, but she brought an artistic heartbeat to me today.

here, is her out-of-this-world blog.

over there, is her photostream.

and everywhere lies loveliness

wherever she breathes.

(some of her photos below)

okay, i lied.

while getting her photos, 

i realized she doesn't share them.

completely understandable.

i could see a douche stealing them.

please look at ALL of her work, though.

she's quite amazing and inspiring.