We’re setting fire to our insides for fun.

I want you all to listen to this song.

It’s called Youth and has been created by this group called Daughter. Look at the lyrics; they’re recommendation enough. 

Shadows settle on the place, that you left.
Our minds are troubled by the emptiness.
Destroy the middle, it’s a waste of time.
From the perfect start to the finish line.


I am Not The Shit I Do(n’t) Do

Peer pressure is not always pressure; sometimes it is more like a light-hearted punch to your shoulder.

I was talking to someone today, and he was looking at pictures of the past ‘me’. After that he made the following statement that irked me no end,
“I wish I had also known you during those days. You were real badass, riding bikes and crashing up, drinking…”
I asked him what was ‘wrong’ with me now. To which he said, “Oh nothing, now you are more mellow”. (It’s been years since I turned teetotaller.)


In short sight.

This week’s take on the Trifextra Challenge:
(To add thirty of your own words to the following three words for a total of thirty-three.)

The words are ‘myopic’, ‘dazzle’, ‘basin’.

Nature’s Child by Karin Taylor

Her myopic eyes saw nothing except for Nature’s hidden signs; the songs in the storm and a dazzle in the waning moon. Only she saw the pixies skip merrily over the ancient basin.