How nice would it be To be able to talk to the world? To pick up a rusty can And send vibrations through it? Messages of peace. Love. Life. Vibrations to shake loose the dirt Laying thickly on the soul. Talk is cheap And I am all but broke.
Well you can understand me to be a 22 year old free spirit and creative who loves life and lives out loud. My work is to discover the world; give myself up to it.
My blogs generally tend to be random thoughts about life in the form of shitty poetry. Enjoy :)