i've been thinking, of how easy it is to fall away.

how, more than we are multi-coloured or multi-national, we are multi-layered. that we have to dig deeper, to find the core of who 'i' am.

how some are so disillusioned & absorbed in simply non-existent rubbish.

and how i know things're better this way.

izzabelle/izzy/bel.
a melody that reaches to Heaven.
found to be lost in words.
solitude in late nights & alone time.
penchant for ice cream & chocolate.
adores(almost to bits) the cutest dog ever.

loved