Journal
A beautiful oxymoron, is like pink sunsets streaking across the opaque sky, smothering the ozone with love that it cannot requite. It’s also, an impossible couplet that seems to exist, regardless — even if only by the simple relation — through the way the letters are strung along the same horizontal line.
Read Moredear you, the reader, the friend,
WELCOME welcome WELCOME to A Flair! again!! for the third time!!! A Flair 3.0 !!!!
i am hellishly indecisive & have mulled over investing in a domain for THE longest time. So here I am, finally sitting my ass down, buying a domain & taking a jump — a promise to you & to myself, to see & explore all that it is I can grow to be.
Read MoreMy mood is 75% contingent on the weather. Whether or not it’s a blessing or a curse, you be the judge. I am willing to blatantly admit that I am my best-self during the day, under the sun.
Read MoreThe, seemingly, pessimist nature of the human brain would say that there are so many things that are beyond our control and out of our realm of certainty– so many things that we cannot choose to happen will happen. And to a certain degree, it’s right.
Read MoreI stumbled upon a video interview with Aimee Song and Eva Chen, director of fashion partnerships at Instagram, on an unspectacular day whilst sitting alone in my apartment. And halfway through the interview, she eloquently opined, “Social media is a community.”
Read Moredespite the near countless explanations to confused faces, i spent my first semester of college abroad. and these past four months have gone by faster than i could have ever imagined.
this is not something i leave behind; this is something i take with me.
this is not a woeful ballad; this is a joyful remembrance.
because, this is in memoriam.
Vieux Montréal. What a place. Since I’ve first arrived in Montréal, I’ve visited this little quaint brick-building ridden of a dream three times.
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