untamed.


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mother and child


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into you.


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july 2014 sketches. thankful for the creative energies…

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Piercing the quiet

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practice sketches. Week 3. ♡ ♥ ♡

couldve been.


I cannot explain
How much pain
I feel inside my heart
Like its been ripped apart.
Thoughts of what couldve been
Hold me close in between
Cries of anguish and sorrow
From what we could be tomorrow
But you just stopped calling
And i couldnt stop myself from falling
Than i thought i ever could
And i never really understood
How i let my heart slip away
From something i ran away from
And then one day
What i fear…it has become.
I ran away because i got scared
From the beating of my heart
When you and i have shared
Silent moments right from the start
But we never had the perfect time
To commit the perfect crime
For fear that my heart would break
Because i cannot calculate
How much i would feel for you
I might give it all …and it is the wrong thing to do

And i was so right
But the day came and i could no longer fight
I was left without a choice
I had to take the leap
When i heard my own voice
That it may not be too steep.
Now left alone…
With the pain i have never known
The only constant reminder
Of the friendship that forever
Stained and betrayed my heart
When it hoped to start
To feel the love that you held back
To give you the love that
Only i can give…
Like a memory from a dream
That i have forseen
The pain i hold close like a second skin
Envelopes me with the memory
….as i remember all that couldve been.

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Solitude

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Dream of me

from dusk till dawn. sunkissed.


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sunkissed.

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dusk till dawn first layer.

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from dusk till dawn

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yinyang koi. (20%)

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a place from my memory. i may not see this place again…but i can always revisit it in my heart.

land of the eternal.

land of the eternal.


forget the world.


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If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me
And just forget the world?

CHASING CARS LYRICS
SNOW PATROL

feeling whimsy.


this was supposed to be my mother and child… and it turned out to be sort of a self portrait… the mother is a child… its refreshing to tap in to our inner child once in a while… 🙂

i guess ive had enough of nudity…. lol… 🙂

have a whimsday…..

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outside looking in.


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once in a while
we search for something.
from the outside.
looking in.

the art of seduction


week 12


oil pastel / soft pastel

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acrylic in canvas

Emerald.

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pink skies.

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little love cradle.


rock my love, back and forth
and take me up north
take me down south
and slowly kiss my mouth.

i dream of you… and i see
vista is a reality
as we sit side by side
and open our hearts wide

you and i, our love rocks
back and forth our hearts
will jump over the hurdle
as we share a world
….a little love cradle.

smoked.


trying to make the perfect classy smoking lady to hang on my wall..

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week 10


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afternoon delight


we share an ice cream
and held hands.
i love how my heart scream
songs of love only my soul could understand.

i whisper from my eye
you smile with your heart
i could never deny
how love can be a work of art.

like the milk shake
i melt like a chocolate
when i am with you
everyday…. there’s always something new.

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everything.

everything.


when we had nothing, we had everything…. whe we had everyting… it felt like we had nothing… if not with each other… we are worth the love we have. it is everything…l love.

you.


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at the end of the day
we can always choose what to say
but to have been alone
in a world that you have known…
may we alsways learn to fight
to what we believe feels right
to ourselves, to our life.
and be strong enough to stand
everyone’s scrutiny with strife
for they would never understand…

at the end of the day.
when left alone with nothing to say
…we smile… we find peace
all alone, but with a heart thats true
at the end of the day….
ALL YOU GOT IS YOU.

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i feel that to be truthful to who we are, to our own hearts…. to face our own feelings, we are strong enough to deal with the pain and would learn to silence our inner phantoms…. to let others control us…or how we run our lives, would only lead us to be as unhappy as they are…

life is meant to be fun… to be joyful… to be magic… and for us to have all our hearts’ desires,…. all we have to do is believe in our ownselves… 🙂

no turning back.


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there is no turning back now
now that we have each other somehow
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doodles week 7.


om to my 7th week. tried soft pastel and liked it… i am scared shitless to do the real thing… but i have everything in my place now…. just waiting for the nudge…

where this is going, i dont know… all i know is that, my inner travel goes on…. and life couldnt be much sweeter…

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simplempleasures.,


its life’s simple pleasures
that gives us enough joy
beyond measures
to last a lifetime….

a walk on the beach,
a touch in the face,
a hand we could reach
a love that cant be erased.

the earth on our feet
a smile each time we meet
the glory of the morning sun
before the break of dawn

the sunsetas she kiss
the widest of the seas
it is indeed life’s simple pleasures
that warms our hearts..
and give us joy beyond measures.

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you take me up.


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you tak me to places i’ve never been
you make me feel like a movie queen
from a movie in a silver screen
that i feel, breathe and live in.

you let me fly
high up in the sky
with just one look in the eye
in a moment of ecstacy, i could die.

and to straight to heaven
with a smile that i am wearing
as i slip into the clouds…
my heart is beting so loud
you dont know how you make me feel
i never thougt these feelings could ever be real…

homecoming.


home is where the heart is…
i always used to think that where ever or whoever we love, we find our “home” there… our sense of belongingness.. but now i reslize that it has a different meaning.
we find our home, if we open our hearts to the truth of who we are. we are at home if we share love and not expect anything in return. we find contentment upon our hearts and acknowledge its desires. we never really get lost… our minds may wander through the entire time we feel disconnected…l but it is only essential that we feel lost to finally find our way back home. home is anywhere we want it to be. it is anywhere we wish to be… it is with anyone we want to share it with. family matters, but a heart who yearns ro be home will be home even if unsupported by those who we always thought to be supportive. but as the veil gets thinner and thinner, we begin to see that sometimes, those people who we have known althroughout our lives … make us feel less at home than before. and sometimes, we wonder too, how a stranger feels more comfortable than facing our own flesh and blood.

our hearts are filled with wonders that is more than enough to find our way back home… it isnot an easy bargain, but if we learn to let things go…. get past the control we try to leash…. the end results will be worth the price we pay…
home truly is where the heart is… because right there, is the door and we alone hold the key to open it and cross the line to love… where will eventually lead us closer to homecoming.

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