#selfnude

in the middle of nowhere

Golden time

When I see people, my perception moulds them into reptiles that shed their skin and put on a new one every once in a while. There is intrigue that attracts me to discover the bare, in skin and bones, scathed or scarred. The self that people keep cloaked and hidden away from the prying eyes of the world And so I have learnt to interact with the self, breaking notions of vulnerability and building roads to self assertion. The process, as overwhelming as it may be, is one I’ve come to love, and the results, favourable to all of not, are token and pieces of who I am.