As a writer, I strive for beauty even in the most painful things. 

*other account is jeiuns

• she is a pirate in search of lost treasure
• she wants to write something beautiful
• she prefers books over humans
• rain is beautiful 
• one day, you will find a formula to distinguish between the smell of happiness and the taste of sadness 
• stain a few pages of somebody’s life; they’ll thank you
• she swallows words because she doesn't want to forget them
• it feels nice to be loved
• christmas feels her most
• the sea roars a lot at night
• she dreams about the moon and stars
• spring is sweet (winter is divine) 
• she wants to sculpt someone's soil and mold them with her words into something special
• when the earth swallows the tired sun in a pale apricot and fuchsia pigment

• the fleeting and fragile flowers (esp. daisies and sunflowers)
• animals (esp. fawns, puppies and foxes) 
• books
• a certain little totoro
• things that scream white
• taking photos (she keeps them under the cigarettes covering her heart) 
• really really really loves poetry
• papa moon and mama sun and baby stars
• sweets 
• the aching wind
• riding the bus
• warm showers on a cold day
• the smell of old books
• writing (still learning how to cope without her pen) 
• the library (it's where she talks to the stranger by passing notes) 
• the cold
• she has a fervor for baking
• sports (esp. soccer and basketball) 
• stargazing (she will always appreciate the tired stars)
• cloud watching (makes her feel at peace no matter how terrible her heart feels)