through beauty comes lonely

Yamini K.

  • I wrote this piece in my bedroom, sick, for absolutely no real reason. It had been a long time since I'd heart about Middlemist Red, but I hadn't ever connected it to any human emotion. I think we all tend to see other people through colored glasses, before actually getting to know who they are.

  • Living in an academically competitive environment, expressing myself creatively allows me to get out both my large thoughts as well as the little bursts of inspiration that I get throughout the day. Like the color of my teacher's mug or something.

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