Hate when people run for the train, I start on the platform and silently cheer them on with all I’ve got in my head. Blood knackered now from all that cheering. He made it.
My wise words: they’re your drugs going into your body so take them at your pace.
Love boys with soft skin but they make it hard to get out of bed in the morning
Drunk skeleton, 1950
Growth is painful. Change is painful.But nothing is as painful as staying stuck somewhere you don’t belong.
Snuggled up morning with my baby making me breakfast now oh the way to a festival to get smuggered with my girls, life is looking pretty kushty