I wish I had a large wooden desk, the old kind with the built in mirror.Dark, heavy, polished wood, with curves and carvings. A soft cushioned stool for my bum. With drawers, doors and hidden compartments. A place to write and study. A few journals and books. My bong on one side. My magical thingies on the other. Incense... See More Β»
He was full of wishes, dreams and promises that would never come true.I'm ready for real. It's not a fkn fairy tale. Life is demanding, grueling and unfair. I can live with that. And I can live without the disappointment of needless, implausible hope. Real life requires real effort. I never asked for perfect,... See More Β»