SINE CERA

". . . because we live, but very few, love."
come with me, i will keep you wild.

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wanderlust and wayfarer 

“Follow your inner moonlight; don’t hide the madness.”

Old enough to know better, but young enough not to care.

I don’t regret being who I am, how I act, or what I come off as.

My greatest regret thus far would be not doing the things I heard I did.

I don’t have strong urges to explain myself, my behavior, or actions. I live with the strong conviction of the sacredness of my own individuality. My feelings span far and beyond even my own sense of control and cognizance, and I am known to form steady, lasting bonds with others through delicate webs of nonverbal communication and quiet gestures.

My only philosophy, as of this moment, is to live as naturally as possible, with food, shelter, and clothing within my reach and ease. I’m in love with the creatures of my imagination, and therein lies my weakness. I acknowledge the fact that there’s a psychological struggle inside of me, between relaxing and satisfying or repressing and rejecting. My essence lies in satisfying my desires, whether it be my own selfish impulses for pleasure or those of others in need. People come and go, but the ones that stand by my side are the ones who understand and accept that no matter how my life turns out, I will always be harshly influenced by my past, and I will always remain a hot-blooded emotional hurricane.

sine cera,
Diana