5POM ✧

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As I'm so deliciously writing this to you, the truth is that I am not feeling so hot at the moment.

In fact, it's like +30 degrees celsius outside, and I should be feeling hot, but I'm feeling more like a soggy potato from all this heat.

Okay, comparisons aside, what I'm saying is that I feel sad. And, when I feel sad, one of the things that cheer me up is photography.

Photography is a way to capture a moment without having to say anything--the photo really speaks for itself. Therefore, it is also a way to express my emotions without having to go through the awkward struggle of being too vulnerable with people. (Yeah that's a good and bad thing, I guess.)

I do love writing, that's true, but, photography is also one of my besties, which is why I thought it would be cool to include it in this blog. I plan to post 5 of my favourite photos from the month I choose on the last Wednesday of said month.

Pretty simple, right?

To clarify, it doesn't mean that I'll post 5POM or 5 Photos of the Month for the end of each month from now on. It means I'm okay with posting it every few months or so.

Honestly, I wish the photos I share with you can capture the entire experience of what I saw when I took it, but my photography skills aren't good enough to do such a thing (and I use my phone to take pictures). If anything, don't expect your life to change from these photos lol. 

It's just nice to express myself through a different hobby of mine.

Anyways, I'll see you in the next post. 

Have a nice day, my dear~

{check out more of my photography on Deviantart}


(Last updated: June 2021)

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