the air cleared of stolen moments

saturday 6th october @ 02:32

"the more you suffer, the more it shows you really care"

i love this town. strays and outcasts amble the streets. strangers pulled together in a web of uncertainty and blurred light. it-girls and boys in a thousand different shades of style litter harmless cafes and fretless shops with dreams and wishes. accepting the half-hearted effort of the day. i love this town.

back home the walls are empty. as though i missed something while i was gone. nothing missing, and yet everything is stolen. blank spaces reflect colours that were absent before. it's good to be back.