I've moved on...
...to a different domain. Why, what were you thinking? The truth is, I just woke up one day and decided it's time for a change—a metamorphosis, if you will; or, in layman's terms, if Britney can shave her head, then maybe so can I? Nevertheless, it's been a rather handsome 10 years of talking to you, and thank you for putting up with all my moodswings and terrible dad jokes. Fear not! The hormonal imbalance and jokes are more terrible on CUBICLE, see you there.



Vest, Tshirt, Bag Gmarket | Pants DIY slashed Uniqlo | Sandals L’Autre Chose

Well you knew it was coming, the birthday post. I’m sorry. At least it only comes around once a year, and I’m 5.5 hours late myself. Being born on the 4th of July has all its advantages – the fireworks, aww… all this for mee?

I actually hate the hype around birthdays – only blaming the fact that I never ever had any hype for mine. Since July is the summer vacation month and no one was around to remember, all I’m used to getting are those e-cards with cliché messages from an online database that needs an excuse to remind a long-lost visitor of its existence. Ah look at me wallowing in self pity, nevermind this big baby. Oh and I’m not looking for happy birthday hope you had a great day comments so please, please, tell me something about the weather or something.

I just want to thank God for all the blessings, love and guidance for the past year.
I don’t know what my future holds but I know it’s safe because You hold it.

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