mine is the sun.
when it rises dripping from
the sea when it falls like honey on
the trees when it swallows up
clouds my soul moves with it.
mine is you.
when you lift your eyes
when you look straight ahead
when you try to speak my
heart moves with you.
bio
i like fridays, rainy days, proud cats, black & white photographs, children's books, short stories and movies that most people would never see. Music serves me
justice on sad days (Adele, The Kooks, Mumford & Sons are gems) and genuine smiles are a must-have.
AND WHY CAN'T IT BE PC FOR LIT FIRST? WHY MUST IT BE ALL 4 BOOKS ON THURS?
basket.
so. anyway. today, faith said that i had a rebellious cum resigned look on my face. i mean, the resigned part i could understand (euro hist paper was today. bah.) but rebellious? huh. it sounded like as though my mind was whirling with tons of escape routes to try get myself out of school.