it's fascinating how we find friends in new people, they become companions and inhabit a place we once considered familiar and sole.
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I truly miss you.

are you there yet?

I am diabetic, and I have decided to snickers myself to death. I will die modest, I chose snickers bars because, like muscle cars, they're mildly priced and got alotta character. 

experiment 01


experiment 02

theirplaylist.

99 reasons why:

#92: because my birthday is on the horizon

i honestly don't care all that much, but am about to be 30, yes sir, thirty. i don't really know how do people hold themselves and just go-on living, i'm good dying next November, it's cold anyway. memories just makes us heavier. maybe i shoulda married Salem, learned how to cook, gotten fat and had a couple of kids,
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maybe not.
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this is my last 20 something year, so cheers to that.

emirati psycho*

my name is Raisa M, I live in ********, and i'm 28 years old. i believe in taking good care of myself, a balanced diet, excessive exercise, and covering every inch of my skin in brand names. i would probably change my abaya a thousand times, if i though it made my nose looks bigger, or my head any broader, i can do that while applying my eyeliner and mascara. i start by wiping my face with an orange extract facial cleanser, then wait a minute before applying a sunblock cream (30 SPF), and then add another layer of a tinted sunblock cream, and finish off with a bronzing face powder - with pure gold.

there's an idea of Raisa Al Mansoori, an illusion, some kind of an abstraction, but there is no real me, only an entity, something imaginary. and despite the amount of efforts I put just hide my cold gaze, it still slips once in awhile. you'll shake my hand, you'll feel the flesh gripping yours, and maybe think that our lifestyles are probably comparable ...i simply am not there.

*based on a partially true story. 

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