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.

Hello, Again

college life brings a lot of thoughts

welcome to blogger number three of mine!

this one is meant for me to freely express what i believe is beautiful,

no holding back.

college life is hectic, but i'll eventually get a hold on things

and publish when i can.

it'll definitely be a stress reliever.

so for my first post, i will post my favorite quote:

 "'The bird that would soar above the level plain of tradition and prejudice must have strong wings. It is a sad spectacle to see the weaklings bruised, exhausted, fluttering back to earth.'" 

-The Awakening

next up, a photo of me and about 15 facts about me?

then it'll get personal.