"And so she sways,
With the ever changing wind.
The creak of collision,
Your lies grasping my truths.
Tell me how it'll feel,
If the skies were magenta,
curing the pain.
If your words no longer hung,
Like curtains of shame."
-- Sandra Esperanza
Heard of it in the past but never got to creating account so I decided to start one. Tidied up a couple of my photography collections (albeit amateur but I reckon they're not bad) and put them up as well as a few paintings and drawings I did in the past. Do check them out at crypticlover.deviantart.com to increase my viewership and do comment on them if you can so that I can improve as an artist.
its the holidays now although I still have 2 assignments to hand in tommorow, and I bought a Nintendo DS! woohoo! so i'm not afraid that I'll be bored this holz.
Guess that's all for now, remember to check out my site!
peace!
//sandra.esperanza.
-stories//myFRIENDSnFAMILY
jerome{bro}
samantha
samantha(blogspot)
khai
amrita
hafiz
vivien
sharon
eliza
vera
wei ye
-memories//myPHOTOALBUM-
[photos]
-deviations//myART-
[art.portfolio]
-facebook//myFACEBOOKaccount-
[sandra.esperanza]
-philosophy//myPERCEPTIONS-
sandra esperanza
"I am the personification
of the irony that life brings.
I am the subtle whisperings,
of your lucid dreams.
What I am,
is the breaking of my soul,
and the rekindling of fire."
-- by me, to you.
-whispers//mySHOUTBOX-
.know her
.hear her
.leave her
.tell her
.hear her
.leave her
.tell her