The EndThe End The record skipped The End of Abbey Road again. I have forgotten what it should sound like and how I ever fell asleep before you....
Royal IntegrityVisionless. Sitting back-seat in the carriage of her own existence Unseeing to her magnificence. Her vision is like a cul-de sac to the...
She Was Her ParadiseCoffee shop daydreams, sunshine pouring through the window of her dark bedroom, mourning in the morning, meditating in the afternoon....
Days Of The WeekI want all my friends to be in one place, it’s always been one of my sincerest wishes. I kind of imagine Heaven feeling like a big...
A Newcomer's Guide To AdultingI'm probably not the best person to ask for advice on this subject, being that I have only had one job in my life (quit after six awful...
