
i still find each day too short for all the thoughts i want to think all the walks i want to take all the books i want to read all the birds i want to sing.

i still find each day too short for all the thoughts i want to think all the walks i want to take all the books i want to read all the birds i want to sing.

so start listening to the silent spaces in your thoughts and enjoy the wells of peace that exist in them.

they hybernate but they have kissed the ground pucker up and kiss the asphalt now.
i’m just bored i dont know what to do with my love.

awake my apathetic soul.

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Woodless water colour.

roll you like you were dice until you come out blue.


Oh why thankyou! Well I wondered myself how that came to be when i realised, because I quite enjoy your blog !?!


yesss kd x