I hate to say this but I didn't really like the food in Barbados.
i wonder why i can't seem to run fast in my dreams, maybe like the feeling of falling it's only peculiar to this smoke reality. can i be a quiet and gentle soul like the girl i hope to become? will i always remember that there is no future because the future is now or … Continue reading 1 2 3
we’re black and white, young and old. we’re miles apart, the wait...our enemy. imperfect, yet we’re the envy of gods. we’re paradise, madness, summer. we’re the pure making of the universe; wonder, magic. we’re fireflies; creating a journey of chance, risk, desire. deep down we know we have found it; your sunshine, my happiness. i … Continue reading don’t forget