
"don't let it show when you're upset or mad. just don't let people know about your dark mood.";
"don't be too curious about people, learn to trust them eventhough you may get yourself disappointed in the end."; and
"don't be afraid. life's not a free-fall state of grace."
i smiled secretly as you finished saying those to me. may this be our farewell, i'd like to thank you for the change you've brought into my life, new journeys you've had me intrigued with.
"don't be too curious about people, learn to trust them eventhough you may get yourself disappointed in the end."; and
"don't be afraid. life's not a free-fall state of grace."
i smiled secretly as you finished saying those to me. may this be our farewell, i'd like to thank you for the change you've brought into my life, new journeys you've had me intrigued with.
shortly said, honestly, you're perhaps one of those precious agents of change for me. the day i saw you was like the day i started convince myself that i had found myself a man worthwhile; meeting and knowing you is a bliss altogether. there, my dear, you're being called precious by most of the people for reasons. (i'd hate to say "for a reason" because you can never be justified so starkly- you're never black and white, you're sometimes gray, yet dark enough to be considered black).



like any other human, there are also times when you're being so stubborn, chosen to have one ears instead of two; you weren't listening to any of them, just waiting for your slot to talk. regarding that, my dear, i'd rather choose not to complaint because your positive points still outweigh the negative ones. only jealous ones would bring them into issues.
just at the time i'm about to cry my last farewell, your tap on my shoulder had successfully lighten the sadness a bit. you told me;


"keep up your simplicity."
"never lose your heart of compassion." and;
"stop carrying other people's burdens on your small shoulders."
he had seen through my blindfolds. now it's getting harder to let go, but time has no mercy. when it runs, it runs. it would never stop. why have i just realized it now that i couldn't alter any of those fates?


photography by devina
makeup by agnes subana
editing by me
modified vintage motorcycle vest/ topshop basic black tank top/ suzuya graphic tie/ DIY cutoff high-waist shorts/ DIY ripped over-the-knee tights/ rotelli boots/ accessories: all thrifted, agnes' spiked headpiece.
the makeup was kind of goth-inspired, and i personally find the black lipcolor very interesting, although a bit intimidating in quite an unexplainable way. don't take the lipcolor wrongly; it wasn't lipstick. agnes was very creative for having made the black eyeliner + black eyeshadow + lipgloss combo. ever since our first meeting not so long time ago, she never stops keeping me impressed with her over-the-top makeup skills.
i also find the darkened eyelids very mysterious. the slight hints of dark blue shades (here, navy and indigo blue), combined with a bit of emerald green; well, i could almost fantasize being in a world where muted tones are. the result was very surreal for me. again, it's a matter of feeling which i couldn't really explain.
the story was life-inspired. haha. seriously. goodbyes are sad, and here i was more than willing to make them sound beautiful by having those poetic words arranged. the second sentence from the first three quotations was really spoken by someone i know. he's totally admirable.
anyway, thank youuuu so much for all of your supports. i love reading every single comments all of you had written for me, and i always try my best to catch up with all of you. i really like reading many other blogs, here i'd love to extend my thank yous for your great blogs. they're widening my knowledge in fashion and art, not to mention great sources of inspirations!
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