Just casually going mental ‘cause my eyes haven’t looked through the viewfinder since even-I-don’t-know-when-but-it-seems-like-forever.

Me and My Hair.

Was being such a bum earlier this month, nada every single day. Now wishing I did the things I wanted to do. Hardly any time to do things I want nowadays. Gotta move fast and move forward! Ay.

Will blog properly when life slows down a bit. Hustlin’!

Been bumming around the past couple weeks and I don’t even know why. I just can’t be bothered with anything. I’m too lazeh for life. Hurrhurr

Current icon as per request by Ms. Abby Dawson. ^^,

“One of the most expressive photographers ever, Moira has proven her camera and her heart can manage to show the world what really is inside her — beauty.” (via rudeboymag)

I was fortunate enough to be one of the photographs this online magazine chose to feature, so please do check it out if you can. And yea, to rudeboymag, thanks again for featuring me! Much love ♥

Guess who’s back in town ya?

Yo guys, one of my stalkers, loljk! ^___^ I mean my online buddy, Daniel Wooden did a feature on me which you can read here. It’s my second feature, woooot! Thanks again @belowthehype! Appreciate it. Follow him now! ♥

Why is it that when I post a photo of myself, I get likes after likes? But when I post real stuff as in real talk, hardly anyone likes it? Haha! But then again, I talk too much so I’m with you guys. Pardon, I will try to shut up more often. But hang on, why should I? This is my blog and if I want to write, Imma write. But perhaps not, or maybe I still will. Or not. Oh wow! I just contradicted myself like x amount of times. Can’t you tell I’ve nothing more important to talk about? Actually I do, they’re all in my drafts. I just haven’t posted them but this one I will, because I like mumblin’ like a peacock, not that a peacock mumbles, and not that I’ve listened to one or any bird speak or make noises for that matter. Whuut? I talk trash sometimes as in nonsense garbage and I mean, why are you even reading this? Haven’t you figured out yet that all of this is just mambo-jambo gibberish like a can of sweet corn with tomatoes on the side, pre heated under the sun over perforated board similar to my fire-water painting? Yea, I bet you didn’t understand any of that now, did you? Smart ass. Nah, I’m just kidding. You know I love you to bits. Dang! Why am I so random? Demi.

I say go for whatever drives you to live, to function, to exist. It’s the only way you’ll be happy. Strive to achieve.