maybe I can call my lack of gravity a hiatus

Traded the city for back roads today

Some days i feel such a strong urge to create something that it hurts, yet, nothing comes out.

someone tell the winter beast we are moving to australia.

bye

heart shaped mittens

searching

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no more dust on the camera.

cats got our tongues spun round a lazy paw

la vie boheme

not a word to write anymore

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^my cat has more to say than i do