finding my own way

First year Surface Pattern student and photographer living in Swansea.

This blog will consist of research, my personal work and other things.

The meaning of life is that it stops.

- Franz Kafka (via theflowershop)

(via bi-cy-cles)

I wonder
whose arms would I run and fall into
if I were drunk
in a room with everyone
I have ever loved.

- this becomes almost deeper when you think of non-romantic loves too (via asimetricna-vagina)

(via poisonandwinesince1995)