Funny how the people on your list don't seem to be the brand-name shoppers the rest of the year, but somehow they have all picked a favorite designer recently.
I dismiss the chaos and it screams for me to join. I cover my head with the dirt from the shovels, yet cannot be buried by the soil of another’s grave.
How can you explain insomnia while all you do is sleep, and how do you convey though all alone, the company you keep.
But something in you has invaded me and the two of us must clash.
A shooting star was crossing over and glistened for me to see,
She drowned in a well with her pockets full of pennies”
I have a box that holds my soul and lined it with my heart
You are the environment you create and in doing so, you too are an Ambianced1.
Ode to the POP Factor
I don’t know about you, but I think the fairy tales of my youth did a number on my head.
Sheep, goats, goats, sheep...Which one am I? Heck I don't know and it's not like I haven't tried to figure it out!