an archive of snaps from some early time when i first got snapchat up until now. hella image heavy. mostly just of my face and my cats and sometimes noodz.
Sometimes there are little frames that we're told we are supposed to fit. And they look nice, with pretty ornate edges and enticing colors. But try as you may you spill out of the frame. I think it's about time we learn to make our own frames, and to have fun while doing so n___n
It's a comfort to know that whenever I need strength, I will automatically think of you. And for that i am ever grateful.
I think that's why I fell, so so hard, for Super Junior. Because they were a bunch of dorks with dreams bigger than them as kids who didn't know what to do with themselves. And they were brought together somehow, and they all loved and lived together in imperfect perfect harmony. It hurts me, sometimes, to think of them traveling together, and eating together, writing and slumbering and crying and laughing and hugging and punching and loving and loathing and smiling and being together. I feel a little sadness, behind my swelling joyful heart, whenever I hear my darling Soshi girls wax lyrical on how nine stunningly different girls came together to form a family. Because I know that that was once what my life looked like. That I naively assumed it could be that way, too. And so we are not a family. None of us makes our awkward group a full pastry where we could have been a doughnut without a hole! We are a toxic pancake, and we've owned that, for ~better or for worse~! But there's always somebody who will eat the first pancake, right?
♦♢♦ To create something so imaginatively genuine and brilliant, the future's children are seen geniuses for simply knowing of your work... well, doesn't that sound nice?
I think it is only a matter of the words one likes to use - my guardian angels and blessed goddesses, ethereal beauties or just photogenic dorks. Words that end at the same results, but with different paths to get there.
So if i decided you were my fairies, would that really be anything different?