Link 9 Apr 7 notes Fine & Bold: Susan»

fine-and-bold:

My metal friend, so sharp in answering my calls
She cries to me, shining bright with pure delight
She glares at me with no eyes, she sings with no tongue
She thinks with no mind and she loves me
She loves my skin, the way we connect in such a beautiful motion
She glides freely through the air, she…

Quote 3 Apr 10 notes
Some people do not have to search, for they find their niche early in life and rest there seemingly contented and resigned. At times I envy them, but mostly I do not understand them… and seldom do they understand me. I am one of the searchers. There are, I believe, millions of us. We are not unhappy, but neither are we completely content. We continue to explore life, hoping to uncover its ultimate secret. We continue to explore ourselves, hoping to understand. We like to walk along the beach, we are drawn by the ocean, taken by its power and unceasing motion, its mystery, and unspeakable beauty. We like forests, mountains, deserts, hidden rivers and lovely cities as well. Our sadness is as much a part of our lives as our laughter. To show our sadness with the ones we love is perhaps as great a joy as we know, unless it is to share our laughter. We searchers are ambitious only for life itself and for anything beautiful it can provide. Most of all, we want love and to be loved, to live in a relationship that will not impede our wanderings and prevent our search. We do not want to prove ourselves to others and to compete for love. This passage is for wanderers, dreamers, and lovers who dare to ask of life everything which is good and beautiful.
— James Kavanaugh  (Saw this quote from MinhChau(Thanks!) I think it fits me very well)

(Source: hayqua)

Photo 29 Mar 7 notes Back to drawing Hanyu Yuzuru to support him in this years 2012 Worlds Championships in Nice, France.

Back to drawing Hanyu Yuzuru to support him in this years 2012 Worlds Championships in Nice, France.

Text 18 Mar Friends Like Strangers

I just needed an outlet where I could rant to my heart’s content.

So…it seems that you actually don’t know a thing about me. I suppose that this is my fault. People tend to misunderstand what kind of person I am simply because I have a hard time being completely honest, not just towards others but also towards myself.

The realization was still jarring.

Friends always turn out to be more like strangers when it comes to me. I don’t let them in too far so I guess it’s bound to happen…a lot…

Doesn’t make it any less annoying though.

Does this just sound like teenage angst that carried into my twenties? “No one understands me!” …and so and so forth.

I would like to say no, that this is different but that will just sound like every and any excuse that has already been given before to justify one’s immaturity. Sadly, me being older doesn’t make them anymore convincing.

I’m just so greatly disturbed and agitated. I’m tired of having these kinds of relationships.

Photo 5 Mar 4 notes Number 7.

Number 7.

Photo 2 Mar 1 note Number 6.

Number 6.

Video 29 Feb 1 note

Number 4 and 5.

I don’t feel like producing work that looks all finished and polished.

Photo 29 Feb 2 notes Number 3.

Number 3.

Photo 28 Feb 2 notes Number 2.

Number 2.

Photo 26 Feb 4 notes Going to do a series of sketches of figure skating. (keyword = sketches)
First of the lot.

Going to do a series of sketches of figure skating. (keyword = sketches)

First of the lot.


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