→ NEWS: Happy 1st Anniversary Blog!

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On April 14th, 2021, I first started this blog with nothing but the drive to find out who I could be.

Since then, I've written over 3 dozen posts (almost 4 dozen), and each one wasn't made to be admired by everyone, but just to simply express myself fearlessly.

As I've said in my (now archived) introduction to this blog, I love music and I just wanted to express whatever I felt inside as I listened to a song. This expression may have been in the form of poetry, haphazard journal entries or bits of narrative here and there, but, I always tried my best to be as sincere as possible to my heart.

Perfection doesn't matter in my posts as much anymore, because it's not possible for me to please everyone. So I decided to focus on writing in a way that is genuine to how I feel.

Although it's been difficult trying to balance this blog and school, I hope to keep going until I can't do it anymore.

This year has honestly been nuts, and I've changed quite a lot from the first post I ever made on here. I'm starting to believe that as my priorities change as I get older, that there is probably a point when I won't be able to write here anymore. However, that time hasn't come yet, and it probably won't come for a while.

Peculiarly, I do find that if I stay away from creating art too much--whether its photography, writing, or otherwise--I tend to feel much worse off. So, in a way, I also might need to write in this blog for a while just to make it through the rockiness of life.

But the future is not as important now. What's important now is celebrating what wonderful memories I have made so far with this blog. It has been such a blessing to be able to write for you, whoever you are.

I hope that we continue to see each other again~

Happy 1st Anniversary lovelies! (๑˃ᴗ˂)ﻭ

~K.

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