“Coffee is 200 Bells a cup… Coo. What do you say?” ☕️
I got these earrings from @tinymade on Instagram. I had gotten a scratch on them only after wearing them for the second time so I painted little roses all over to cover it up.
There'll be a moment when you realise you're 27 when yesterday you were just 17; and you wouldn't be able to tell how a decade passed away and your life got divided into before and afters. The fury of youth will subdue and nothing will really change but everything will feel different when you look at old photographs and blurry videos taken on cheap mobile phones. Scents will remind you of childhood and certain friends you don't talk to anymore, hangouts will become reunions and mom's burnt pie will become the best food you ever had. And I know on some days you won't be able to show anything of those 10 years but I hope you remember to breathe, and let go of the knot in your chest. I hope you go out in the sun and live a little, because tomorrow is 37.
Edit- I added the visualizer for this piece on my YT, check it out here
-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The Flesh I Burned
This was a dtiys I did awhile ago that was hosted by @papermeat on Instagram and I wanted to post it here because I really like how this turned out.
Little capys 🧡
joy ride
PONYO + FOOD
Phil Greenwood (Wales, b 1943) Buttercup Ridge