sometimes, when i feel like the entire universe is against me, i pluck out some stars from the night sky and keep them in a jar on the desk of my room to remind myself that even on the stormiest of nights, there is a way to create happiness with my own two hands. #Details in my story 🌌 (also, hands are so hard to draw omg #maytriestoart)
i will preserve our memories like dead flowers pressed in dusty notebooks and spilled ink. Sorry for the absence lately; I've become quite annoyed with social media and have been relishing real life instead. Who knows -- maybe The Mayden will soon become a hazy memory between browned parchment, leaves falling from pages like confetti for its funeral. 🥀 . Edit: I realize on hindsight that this post seems to come off as an imminent farewell to The Mayden (too dramatic? 😹) To clarify, I've just been growing disdainful of the channels I curate and this has been less than demotivating for myself to create. I'm sure that after a week or two in the drawing room (and after my hormones have calmed a bit) all will be okay. ✨
A page from a while back. The most beautiful love, it reads. This is a page in which I attempted to paint veins but painted what looks like red branches instead. I do not art, cannot art and should not art but will still art anyway. #bchopelessromantic 🌹
All smiles because guess who just finished her exams today? 🙋🙆 . It'll be all books and writing for me for a while (and also counting down the days to #PLLEndGame) before diving back into life, and I can't ask for anything more.
I say to you today, my friends, that in spite of the difficulties and frustrations of the moment, I still have a dream. - Martin Luther King Jr., I Have a Dream I exit the examination hall, fresh off the trial I had to undergo to bid Discrete Mathematics and Programming Fundamentals goodbye. My brain is soaked dry and my energy drained as I make my way home. I often find myself gravitating towards quick re-reads when I need a pick me up, whether it be nursing the quavers of a crushed heart or releasing the stress of examinations. Today, I pick out a book entitled, Speeches that Changed the World, gifted years ago by a middle-aged man who gave my siblings and I the ardour of reading. I flip to Martin Luther King Jr.'s I Have a Dream, light a candle and sit in a dark air-conditioned room to digest all of its goodness.
HI EVERYONE, HAPPY MAY!! (get it????? ok I will show myself out now) But really, wishing everyone a lovely new month! Anyway, this was one of the few times my face has looked decent in the past weeks 🙆✨ (so decent that I had to post this across several accounts a few times 😹) . #motd #wakeupandmakeup #fiercesociety
Spent two hours making ripped jeans instead of studying last night. Send help. 🆘 . (P.S let's play a game: count the number of mugs on my feed 😹🍵)
sunset silhouettes 🌇 / 📷: @ai_ofthetiger #cypress2017
rainy evening work mood 🕯️⛈️
“If neurotic is wanting two mutually exclusive things at one and the same time, then I'm neurotic as hell, wrote Sylvia Plath in The Bell Jar. And sometimes, being neurotic means wanting two colors in your hair at the same time. Feeling like a venemous gothic mermaid thanks to @hausvjimmyr. 👽🖤 . A huge thank you to @rendroid for making this happen -- especially since bleaching my entire head of hair and dyeing it two separate colors meant that I had to sit in your living room and that you had to tolerate me for 10 hours straight. 😹 . 📷: @izaac.redzuan . #unicorntribe #theprismatics #colorhairdontcare