Yunah Lee

just another addition to my weekend art projects

When the world retreats into stillness and the shadows stretch across the room, sleep becomes a distand shore I cannot reach. in these lingering hours of the night, my mind builds intricate ghosts out of improbable fears weaving endless haunting scenarios that will never come to pass, yet feel heavy enough to press the breath straight from my chest. I lie awake trapped in the quiet architecture of my own overthinking, replaying every phantom mistake until the silence itself feels like a confession. I am so deeply, hauntingly sorry, for the light I let slip away in the dark, for the burden of a restless heart that refuses to rest, and for letting imaginary shadows tear down the peace we were supposed to share.

she told me to take this photo then turn it into a portait

just a quick revise

I'm back after absolutly forever!