I can not fathom the amount of words in one paragraph to explain myself. Honestly, I don’t think anyone can explain their entire personality and experiences through words, people are much too complex to understand just through simple phrases. I am in this cliched phase called “self-discovery”, these words are highly debatable and stringed with doubt. I tend to observe things a lot, most of the time it’s people. Someday, I wish to travel the world and visit many places. I dream of a place called Hachioji, one of Tokyo’s sleepy western suburbs, which consists of captivating samurai history with ruins that are now largely overgrown with trees and plants. It’s an interest and destination along with many other places I wish to one day adventure. A hobby of mine is to write and certain books allow me to escape when in reality I cannot. An aspiration of mine is to maybe someday become a film writer and director, as Shunji Iwai’s films are my inspiration. I have utter love for is piano music. When I hear a tune I absolutely adore, the feelings and sentiments the music evokes just swell up in me and take over my heart, in a way which words fail to elucidate. Whilst listening to a certain piece of its art gives me the ability to fully disengage from everything in my surrounding. To be taken for awhile somewhere else, drowning in my thoughts and sometimes maybe even my sorrows and it’s so wonderful until it stops. If you would like to know anything more, just ask and you shall recieve, maybe.

things I love: absurdity, flea markets, wondering and exploring, existing, cursive handwriting, literature, writting letters and receiving them, long dark hair, pale skin, simplicity, far away places, writing, tea, philosophy, astronomy, late nights, morning light, feeling pretty, insomniacs, tortured souls, the winter season, falling asleep to the sound of rain, waking up to a thunderstorm, traveling, smiles from strangers, libraries, braids, soft skin, car rides, camping, glitter glue, staying in your pajamas all day, accents, taking baths, good books, breathing, and the sound of a beating heart.