✤ Run. Fast.
∴ Who’s that knocking at your door?
You’ve got lots to answer for
Who’s that sleeping in your bed?
You can run
You can run
You can run
I don’t mindContinue reading✤ Run. Fast.
A blog of written and visual stories from a second life
∴ Who’s that knocking at your door?
You’ve got lots to answer for
Who’s that sleeping in your bed?
You can run
You can run
You can run
I don’t mindContinue reading✤ Run. Fast.
∴ Yes, we know there is a special place in Hell reserved for us. ✠ Thank you to my wife, Ryanna, for
∴ I can’t get no satisfaction baby
If it’s mine? I get it on the daily
Thanks to my ex, I’m on to the next
Not your average . . .Continue reading✤ Different type of . . .
∴ Only the two of us, flying high on the wings of lov – hey! What are you doing!? Stop licking my ear, god damn it! Continue reading✤ Flying to . . .
∴ It was a thousand to one and a million to two
Time to go down in flames, and I’m taking you
Closer to the edgeContinue reading✤ Closer to the Edge
∴ Light is good. It allows us to see, and provides us with warmth. The hearth, the fire, the sun. . . they are all essential to life.
Still, though. . . sometimes, the light becomes too much. We see excessively, the warmth gets strangling, and we just yearn. . . for some dark, and solitude. Continue reading✤ When the light gets too much. . .
∴ My brain is just so busy. I’m inattentive; I’m a daydreamer: the space cadet kind.
Hannah GadsbyContinue reading✤ Space cadets. . .
∴ They pick us up, when we fall down. And if they can’t pick us up, they lie down for a while and listen. . . Continue reading✤ The thing about friends is. . .