Janus

Autumn is breaking down While I'm still broken It all dies in the winter Yet I am already dead As my tears water my hopeful bones Nothing grows inside my head And I know That leaves turn golden And snow is always pure But my exposed and broken ribcage Is still holding all my hurt … Continue reading Janus

Skipsea

Night time is creeping in, 8:18pm.Sat alone with my fake Malibu and tropical mix, cigarillos at hand and headphones on.The most beautiful songs in the world playlist playing in my ears, (one of the only playlists I had already downloaded before coming here.Still no signal no matter what I try or where I walk to … Continue reading Skipsea