Yesterday was a crazy day for me. You know the kind of days that seem quite normal from the face of it , but you end up feeling all mixed up and disturbed and you just cant put your finger
Perfect Strangers
“As Long as you are a stranger you ll stay perfect to me” when i get to know you better , i realise that you arent all that ‘perfect’ but that makes you more interesting , more real. Its me you
What colour are you?
Was browsing generally and came across this …. “Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you’re really looking for are the 64-color boxes with the sharpeners on the back. I fancy myself