The light on my face illuminated from the phone held in my hand making it feel like a sunny day as I make myself present in the world of social media to manifest my existence, I feel like the moon, I’m existing but I need the sun to be seen in this post moderate world. […]Read More Reality hives
Let’s be connected with your laughing emojis and long streaks. Let’s connect at different places with a thread of tweets. We’re connected by watching each others documented moments in stories and pictures with captions and hashtags. We are connected, so lets not meet. #letsbefriendsRead More Connections
Spare the rod, spoil the child. But even with the rod you spoilt your child. You spoilt his skin, You spoilt him. Leaving marks for him to learn, Leaving marks for him to keep.Read More Spare The Rod, Spoil The Child.
He bled, but he loved the colour crimson.Read More Crimson Death