Metaphorical as it may be, my soul has wandered a long road. Perhaps consider it a sign to sit at the same table with me and exchange a conversation or two. I will convince you why that road deserves people’s attention, all while giving you a reason to keep your eyes on me.

The definition of high standards, which protects you from all low-quality views. Don’t take it too seriously, the truth is you’ll end up staring way too long. And yes, you’re guilty.

Number 19 was there to play.

Which one do they call a masterpiece?

We shouldn’t obey the rules. After all, rules were made to be broken, much like the way I just shattered your scale with this look.

A well-dressed man tends to attract attention. I suppose I shall remain like this so yours does not wander. Forgive me if your sanity loses control. It seems trouble finds you again.

This sight is enough to drive you to desperation. I have no intention of feeding your hunger, nor granting you the satisfaction you want. I shall only allow you to look as much as you please with those curious eyes of yours.

Yeah, I saw you looking.

For I have learned that sweetness is best carried in one’s manner rather than stitched into one’s coat. Should there be any confusion, rest assured it was entirely intentional.

Blood, sweat, and bruises. The battle leaves marks on the skin. We won the game.

Beats hit hard.

Meow meow meow.

Wild bites.

Thinking of something I probably shouldn’t say out loud. Don’t bother guessing. You won’t figure it out.

If my color palette says brown suits me perfectly, I think I’ll believe it. Do you think it suits me too? I’ll take that as a sign of good taste.

We decided to expand our circle. Who wants to be friends with us?

Red, on my terms.

Stripped down to the basics.

Something about this might trigger your taste, maybe even something deeper. I’m not here to please anyone, not even you. Yet somehow, all eyes end up here.

Hi. 👋🏻