Freedom of choice
The eyes close for the slumber of the night, Minds then fold into the dream state. It yields into the embrace of the unknown, And brings forth a technicolor delight. Most dreams are the perfect balance, Where desires and wants are fabricated; Yet nowadays, reality is so very near what is imagined, maybe its time to dream more abstract? The notion is too difficult, and I’d rather live in...
paper-planesandplaygroundgames asked: I just read your post about love and acceptance thru a stereo and had to tell you how heartwarming it is. It made me smile, thank you so much.
White is too primitive
Blu-tack is balled up and pressed, Thumbed hard into the corners of photos. The wall has slowly shown colour, Free from the sparse of white That the roller had splatter across. The photos begin a pattern, Each one with a thousand words, Each one with a piece of someone’s soul. The wall begins it’s transformation, Once the first photo contacts adhesive. Plans of capturing...
I love you, love you, love you! If you were to cast me off now - but you will...– The mystery of Edwin Drood - Charles Dickens
Good luck Ed and Ceyda!
Tonight I sleep on an inflatable mattress, but at my best friends house. His name is Ed, a sharp tongued comic character with the swagger of the rat pack, and tomorrow is his wedding day. The bride to be is a lovely grrrl by the name of Ceyda, a no nonsense sweet-heart with tenacious sass matched with creative brilliance. I’ve known them for a few years now, and their wedding will be a...
I’m drunk as fuck, and I like having her around…– Heart missing about the grrl