"When I’m overseas your love just come over me Attacking me viciously in a sweet way that’s loving to me Gifts and diamond rings, a car, that’s nothing to me You send a picture, a mail package, that’s something to me Have a cup of my tea All the suckers should leave Baby, I’m no sucker I’m free Age is numbers to me…”
**I believe in beauty that is not commercial and entirely organic unlike what is fed to us daily through the mainstream media. I try to find beauty in everyone and everything. (random note: initially I intended to make this a music blog, showcasing the best indie/unheard music but that felt too impersonal & not engaging so started incorporating personal pictures.) I'll try to stay on top of my blog although my life is hectic.