The ancient tales run like nectar from your tongue I drink you in Your elixir of joys and sorrows Places unseen and lovers unmet I can taste it all upon your breath I drink you in
Adapted from a work by Tyler Knott Gregson ~*~ Darling mine, I see you walk past the mirror, unwilling to look at yourself. I hear the poisonous lies you tell yourself about yourself.
Painting. I’ve been focused (to one degree or another) on painting for about a year and a half now. Faerin and I were going to provide all the labor ourselves, but we only completed the front of the house before winter set in and we had planned to restart the project in June. By June […]