Tell me about your love. Whisper it to me soft. Send me floating down that river, aloft in its tenderness and grace. The sun disappears into the horizon, much how I dissolve into you. (Gladly) Your l...
There I was, fretting. Fretting away my existence and all that had yet occurred to even fret about. My head in my hands. Scorning myself for ever giving into this thing called love. This thing which ...
Your body reeks of fear. The sweat on your brow reflects that courage, the courage that you lack. Was it not gifted to you by the one who knows no word, existing of “afraid?” Indian giver...
Finally it’s coming down to the last week of school for me. Exams and test galore next week but the sickening sweet smell of freedom lingers just around the corner. I was preparing myself to sp...
Much like the ocean rushes towards the shore then back to the sea, may your love like that return to me. all anew blue and glistening, each time that love… Time is naught but a number. Distance...
I’ll find no rest here. Lying, next door, hoarding on your deep sleeping breaths like an old woman with a secret. It’s strange, it appears – How I can make this scene seem so heartb...
A subtle fog hangs in the air, covering all in mystery and anticipation. Air so thick you could smell it. You could feel it seep in through the pores of your skin. All of existence sat poised on the ...
Dear mine, The deadest of dead hands Can not bring back life No matter how many Souls it’ll trade in place of mine. Dearest of mine, Not even the warmest smile Grown on the face of Death, himse...
I must admit I’ve become somewhat of a recluse of late. Locking myself in my room, hoarding myself with literature and writing like a mad man. Words have become my essence of being and for fun ...
My mother oft warned me Of men whose tongue stuck to cheek Of the deep hollow of the dregs And the secrets of the moon – once eclipsed Now, unleashed… Maz Kurzweil – Lady In A Yello...
Yes readers, I’m still alive! I’m coming out of my hiding/hibernation once again. The new year has been packed with activity and changes and I’m excited for what 2011 has to offer. ...
A gloom becomes me A wall is built. A cage has been locked And all – silent A loss has become me. Forever worn and torn Stained forever more be – lest, God forgive me. Herbert Bayer ̵...
So I’m officially not really classifying this blog as a “fashion blog” anymore. Rarely do I have time to take outfit photos and I’m starting to realize that that “kind&#...
So I always talk about my school and art which takes up most of my life, but rarely do I actually show it to you. Today that will change. For those who don’t know I’m currently on my thir...
I’m slightly embarrassed by how old these photos are my response time when it comes to shooting and posting is slightly delayed. These are from back when there was still leaves on the trees, it...
It’s the things we do say that make me – Most, curious For when I say “no”, I really mean “yes”, And when I say “yes”, I really mean – please! do...
A good amount of the time I spend lately has been focused largely on my art, photographing life and working on my graphic design. I’ve been spending some time in the studio creating and letting...
Teetering on the edge of a lofty view One wretched and clothed with imperfections Teetering, we wonder if and when we’ll fall – From a lofty view, These desolate and downcast nods of disa...
Where have I been of late? Balancing somewhere between my school work, my art, personal life and a peaceful state of nothingness. It’s been close to three weeks since I’ve updated yet lat...
Sleep no more Lift my heavy lids to the sea, sunshine Sleep no more sweet brown eyes Lift my weary lids to the scene laid – before me. For sleepless and in love I am no more. School has momenta...
Here am i Cautiously loving you Here am I Just a child – or are we two? From a distance oh so far Longing, for you Such grace, such pain You bestow on me by simply staying away Such love, such ...
Please forgive me dear readers for my long silent absence. Since you’ve last heard from school has started back up and I found myself lost in a sea of school work, hanging out with long lost fr...
Overwhelmed? We scour and hunt for truth – Truth, like the sun – A beacon to which we are drawn like moth to flame Like my lips to your own Truthfulness I dare say is hard to come by Much...
I have a few friends who are quite stylish themselves and we’re constantly feeding off each other for new inspiration when it comes to style. My friend Brian and his twin brother (who isn’...
Oh – I’m mildly humming a tune But who needs a tune when you’ve written a symphony? Tower, tower over me Look neiither to the east or west Tower, tower over me For your answers simp...
Forgive me for my last of posts of late. Summer has officially ended (thank God) and I’ve moved back to school and I’m prepping myself to get back into the books and the scholarly routine...
The gentle rustling of leaves in wind The subtle call from feather to feather – the perfect orchestra to perform in this void Only peace did I feel We reveled in A gentle breeze to rustle and w...
As I’ve said before, I’m all about biking and I’m all about fashion. What’s even better is when the two are combined. I finally got around to taking photos of my crappy bike b...
Oh how I need and my needs lie solely with you But caught are you in your depression Like a brick wall are your moods Tempt me not to romantic desperation for I would willing die for you – Only...
I recently succumbed to finally shopping at Asos.com and what a complete and utter pleasure it was. Soo many goods and all at reasonable prices. I’m usually not one to do a lot of online shoppi...
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