This month has rather been a little empty considering the number of posts I could come up with. Though I am glad I have been utilising my time planning more expressive content. Content that speaks my mind and heart, content that you could connect with and enjoy reading or looking at. Also taking out a little more time for myself doing what I enjoy. Music, reading, and meeting people. With a few new projects in mind and few upcoming
Each time I want to get something inked on my body, there is nothing but a commotion in my head. There is so much to say, and there isn't enough space. So, I get back to figuring a way out to shorten my story which only gets lengthier and interesting with time. Probably since I didn't even know much about Tattoos and getting the body inked, I have been drawing things/shapes on my hands, legs, siblings, all the
I have fallen in love. And out of love. A numerous times. People come, people go. Some stay, some don’t. With time, with each passing moment, day, month and year, this unexplainable longingness only grows stronger, for there has been no remedy to it. But each time, surprisingly it strengthens my intention of finding what I have been looking for. And sadly at the same time, takes away a little of my strength to do