The only thing that defines art is its creation and imitation of life.

A hard lesson I've learned this week.

This is something I witnessed the other day and every word of it is true. It touched me so deeply that I had to write about it. I don't think I could do it justice, just how heartbreaking it was to s...

I went with The blue and the yellow for the bittersweet feeling of starting over.

Sorry for the melancholy, just felt right at the time.

Feeling the pinch of exams I suppose.

Feeling nostalgic I suppose.

I don’t think anyone can know what it’s like to grow old until we experience it ourselves but this is my perception of it.

For spring

Invisibility is a blessing and a curse