sydney kerosene
London, United Kingdom.
Trading ghost towns for cities of night owls. I sleep when I can't read, and write when I can't sleep. I have a lot of dreams but few of them are worth recalling. Nightmares leave me dizzy in the same way thoughts slip my mind.
I'm in love with bad ideas.
Searching for faces and places to call home. I'm not much for disposable people, but at least most are biodegradable. If we're all trash, at the end of the day, I wouldn't mind going down in flames.
They say, you'll figure yourself out when you grow up, but my bones feel old and I still don't know who I'm supposed to be.