unbridled [completed]

ten: b u d d i n g .

i start a small talk to cure the headache, i really shouldn't have stayed up practising the lines yesterday. the after effects of having only almonds and julienne carrots could do that too.

but that was what all b u d d i n g artists did. 

sacrifice

was

our

forte.

the eye bags under my eyes are as prominent as ever, sleep was something i craved for. they start itching again as angus plasters my whole face with a waxy substance called bintsuke-abura. i ignore the irritation and observe the conundrum happening in the mirror infront of me.