alissa cha
alissa cha
alissa-cha.net -- reality strikes back.

// alissa, 19, fashion designer (milliner), artist

i breathe to draw and live to visualize the thousands of ideas in my weirdo-brain. likes tea and rainy days, music as the highest form of spirituality and the night.
i am a ghost.

//notice that all content is my intellectual property. feel free to share but plz don't forget the credits. thx.
fluidasphyxia asked: Oh my.. Your work is astonishing and you are flawless.

why, thank you so much krissy <3 that’s incredibly kind of you. i really adore your blog btw (:

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cha-spire:

sunday night cover fun 

so i’ve just seen this ace cover of ‘do i wanna know’ by the arctic monkeys somewhere here on tumblr and i thought … 
well, i love this song, why not sing it myself too

so i did

and my best friend’s finally back in the country and she seems to like some of my covers — so there you go - cheers!

- by cha


p.s. pls excuse the crappy quality and my messing with the song a bit

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Alissa Cha

so i’m sure all you lovely people know that i’ve got a tiny fanpage on this social network. but in case you don’t i’d be honoured if you would join it and say hi ! i don’t bite and i’m happy to spread the love. 

xx cha

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and nothing hurt

i dreamed of spring nights
quite chilly still
where i had no regrets
no burning conscience
red-hot on my mind
hurtful and evil
forever lurking.

of your skin i would dream
its touch of perfect lightness
and the feeling of fearlessness
with you

i never knew you would protect me
was strong on my own
or at least i told them so.

no one would suspect the things beneath
what my mind was talking
uttering words all day long
whispering

i saw these nights in paris again
the nights of my youth
where i felt so unbelievably free
i could’ve cried out of sheer joy of 
BEING WITH YOU
being in love with someone 
who would not —
but i don’t care anymore

it is, as it seems, a fictitious story 
after all.

my memories are the most precious thing
and i love how they softly fill my dreams
like a sweet scent
of fog in the morning
in winter, when we went to the mountainside

i fell in love again, felt infinite
maybe i was 13
it all seems so long ago

but this is a story
which was ever upon me
all this
summed up to this very moment
in its complete perfection
the grief, the drama, the hurt
all these tears shed over humans
the nights spent awake
leading to now
my love to you

oh, wonderful existence
in which i bathe so merrily 
is there anything more divine
than to feel all this
in blinding sunlight
crescent moon

the light of a billion of stars 
shone onto my skin
absorbing the love it gave me
i will forever be
dead or alive
but a happy soul
fulfilled by the desire to express my utmost love
for this world.

(alissa cha)

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