Sketch of the day…
We all have souls of different ages.
spotted in Seoul
I loved her not for the way she danced with my angels, but for the way the sound of her name could silence my demons.
It’s crazy how people have enough nerve to tell you that you can’t live your dream but not enough nerve to live their own.
i want to be beautiful
*daydreams about flowers and lingerie*
i have a “why am i like this” moment at least five times a day
having body hair annoys me but removing body hair also annoys me and also life, life annoys me