Sunday, 31 July 2016

super cruel july.
through the thunderstorm cup of tea would be perfect for an evening but i am not your cup of tea.

Sunday, 24 July 2016

I would love to pour some glitters on your funeral.

Monday, 18 July 2016

i inherited my mum's inability to sleep

Saturday, 2 July 2016


Took a short visit to a realm of bereft voices and disconsolate rainbow.
Everything was dreadly colourful, vivid yet seems unreal.
A divergent space where I can't recall.