You make me crazy
You make me wild
Just like a baby
Spin me around like a child
Let your excuses go and try something new. You might surprise yourself.
The Frenemy.: Anything Could Happen -
It is almost a New Year and people will tell you that this is a big deal.
“You gotta party on New Years,” they will say, or “you gotta ring in the new year,” or the dreaded “we gotta go hard”, and all they mean is a couple of things. Party—crowded room decorated in silver streamers. Sparkly…
Like an American.
I’m exhausted with loving
No fight in me- I’m defeated
I know I’m fooled, I can’t help it
You make my heart so helpless.
Project ahoy! -
I’ve just started my latest endeavor. It’s a process blog, or at least that’s what I’m calling it. It’s an excuse to create/design/whatever. I’ll still be posting most things here, but the new blog is more like organized chaos. It’s pretty bare now but it should start coming to life in the next few days/weeks.