Breathe baby

Don’t stress
Do your best
Forget the rest


Sure I can

Sure I can erase your text, your photos and your dreamcatcher from my bedroom wall
But how can I erase your voice, your scent and the memories last fall?

Snapped in Banjaran Hot Springs, a quick rinse before the soak.

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Our Song

I woke up with this song in my head
So I started playing this tune
Tried my best to rhyme with this pen
But all it would scribble was you

I hope this song will light your heart
I hope to help you through the night
I hope to make you
Things will be just fine

Song written by an amazing friend back in 2014. Snapped in Beijing, during winter 2016.


telling tales

He who loves
tell tales to strangers he barely know

She who loves
tales she knew were merely tales

Snapped in Inner Mongolia, 2016 – one of the happiest days of my life.

in memory of

sometimes I forget how many times I’ve picked myself off the floor
how many times I’ve washed smudged eyeliner and mascara off my face
how many times I’ve read books I hated to be more informed
how many times I’ve cried on the bus ride after ending a 5am shift
how many times I’ve done something beyond my comfort zone
how many times I’ve said no to fries and yes to salads
how many times I’ve tended to my own wounds and
reconciled with my frustrations

but still I wake up each day feeling inadequate
reaffirmed by people around me

but hey
we are all trying
here’s to remembering that I’m doing the best that I can

Snapped in Inner Mongolia, during sunset.

Dirty Talk

I want to be dirty with you
I also want to be thirty with you

Oh my memory

I remembered to put on the lashes
I remembered to put on the watch
I remembered to put on the perfume
That smells like wildflower
With sugar
But I did not remember to put on my farming gloves
and pull the weeds in my garden
Oh, no wonder the flowers never bloomed

Taken in The Jungle Room, Bali.