I've got that red lip, classic wing that you like. 

I shroud myself in time. A mask of the everlasting facade. Lips painted with deep flames, and eyes lined with starless skies. Take heed of my whispers, that breath blows in the cold. Sweet love that fades so quickly, so dearly with one moan it goes away. I remain, and I reside. When they all become nothing, I am your everything. 

Oh, it'll never go out of style.

I’m a hot mess. 

Mascara runs down swollen cheeks, crimson lipstick stained on cracked lips and skin thirsting for rain. I change into shirts too tight to suffocate, or heels too high to snap. Teeth grit when I see the smudged eyeliner surrounding my red eyes without a drink in sight. I inhale fleeting bliss and exhale pain. But cigarette smoke won’t end the sorrow in my bones.

Baby, I’m a hot mess. Kiss me quick before I fade.

Prepare for some extremely uncomfortable close-up shots of my face. 

Instead of studying hard last month, I went online shopping. A temporary haven to forget about the exams just two days later. Clicking on 'Add to Cart,' itching to type digits and watching it process. A wash of relief and excitement built up in me. My heart fluttered when they arrived, but my wallet cried when it say the price tag. I won't be doing much shopping anytime soon. 

Oh well. 

Hi.

I've missed you. Did you miss me? 

I did not expect the break to last a month, and what a month it has been. A lot has happened in just one month span.  Exams are over yet stress is still high, life still tiring and still too busy. I am unsure if I can consider these past three weeks as a break, when half the time I thought of what post to do next month, or what photos to take. In layman’s terms, I miss blogging, I miss doing things.

Blogging gave me structure and achievable tasks when I desperately needed them. While they were people who made it difficult, I am happy where I am now. I don't know if I can update you in just one post but I'll try. 

So here is my November!