Take me down to Paradise City, where the grass is green and the girls are pretty

Bc, here i come!

I'm off to the island, where the salt can be smelled from my bedroom window.

Where every morning my grandmother and I have a cuppa, before going for a short walk to the beach to discuss the days plans.
Where the trees are green and flowers already exist

I really need this trip.
Really.
I need to just get away from here.
From school, from home, from winnipeg, the endless prarie sky, the dead air, from him.

I'm bringing two cameras.

I leave sunday, return the following.
Ergo, I shant be posting after sunday.
I'm bringing a notebook or five with me, so you'll have dated "journal" entries once i return.

All the pictures here were taken by me, on location

It's not about what you did
it's about what I did
and what I allowed
"make myself translusant, to let you in"
so now,
the one who swore
to always love me for me
to never judge me,
has decided,
he doesn't like what he sees.
"they will lay you out in the moonlight, and reinvent your name"
how could I?
how could I have allowed you to convince me
that I can trust you,
that I can let you in.

Awake soon
The mindstorm
I feel
I feel
the stars out.
The fear goes,
I soar now
As far as I can carry you
as deep
as deep.
No theif can take away from you
the way you have taken from me.
His mouth
full of loose teeth
I see
I see
The liar is weeping
and down on his knees.
The light no longer terrifies
the grief goes to sleep.
So
beauty came with agony.
But sweet
oh every love
is sweet

Goodnight dear readers. Look forward to the morning.
It's 11:11 as I post this. I transfer a wish to all of you.