My kind of rose.

Aged and withered.

That which God said to the rose,
and caused it to laugh in full-blown beauty,
He said to my heart,
and made it a hundred times more beautiful.

Rumi.

No, I'm not the fan.

I'm not the fan, and never the supporter. A gauntlet was thrown my way, and I took up the challenge. Regardless, I wrecked my brain and tormented my soul to finish this.

At least someone is happy. ;)

p.s: Someone once told me that sometimes you need to sacrifice something good for something better. As much as I love crafting, there are other things that I need to prioritize right now, and in order to do so, some other things need to be sacrificed.

Due to time constraints, I could no longer afford to take orders frequently, so I apologize beforehand for any inconvenience caused.

I Like You.

So many things to say, but all I can muster for now is this:
 

I like you still.

It's been a while. Will try to blog again, Insya Allah.
And thank you for still reading.