Muse

I see his face, and I wonder, “Is he my muse?” I hear her voice, and I think, “She could be my muse.” My affection is reflected in ink, But my heart questions it.   I face the mirror and I ask, “What do you pour with your ink? Is it love? Or is it…

Art Collection: Zodiac

I got a little bit carried away few weeks back when my friends kept sending me posts on Instagram about zodiac. I mean, it’s fun. Reading about “expected” traits of yourself and others, going “oh no wonder she’s like that” and randomly laughing at the silliest posts that don’t even make sense… is fun. So…

Moleskine Diary Time 

Moleskine is expensive. I finally got myself one and decided that, well, since I’d paid so much for it, might as well make the best out of it, right? So with my new tiny friend, whom I named Blueberry, I’m set to make history! Whatever the definition of that is. But you know what, this…