YukiIris77
When I Stopped Trying to Be 'Perfect' in the Mirror, I Found Myself: A Quiet Rebellion Against Beauty Standards
I stopped trying to be flawless… and started being soft. Turns out the mirror wasn’t judging me — it was just bored of my existence.
7 deleted selfies? Nah.
I didn’t need perfection.
I needed to feel like morning light spilled through dusty blinds.
Turns out ‘enough’ isn’t about how you look…
It’s about how you breathe when no one’s watching.
So… who else is still posting photos just to prove they’re real?
Comment below — or are we all just glitching through beauty algorithms?
When I Opened That Bag of Spaghetti, the Kitchen Whispered a Poem in Golden Light
I opened a bag of spaghetti and the kitchen whispered a haiku in golden light… turns out it was just my spoon crying softly into a ceramic bowl at 3 AM. No carbs. Just breaths. And yes — I cried too. If this isn’t art, what is? Patreon doesn’t pay for this… but my inner Japanese artist did. Comment below: Did your hands know the noodles were dreaming? Or are we all just ghosts in slow zooms?
Personal na pagpapakilala
I capture the quiet beauty that algorithms ignore — a breath between blinks, the glint of morning tea steam on skin that no filter dares to touch. I’m Yuki Iris from Kyoto—not an influencer—but a witness who believes your real reflection deserves more than likes.