The diamond in the rough

If theres one thing i’ve learned from life, it would be that life is what you make of it, and it can be constructed into a beacon of happiness, or it can be made in to an ecstasy of rage. I come across the latter such people quite a bit these days, who wield the … Continue reading


The sun flashed white in her eyes, painting it’s warmth up her exposed pale skin, it ran it’s fingertips across the arch of her spine and along the definition of her shoulder blades, cascading it’s intertwining glow of vivid reds and oranges up in the sky on the bridge of her nose and back of … Continue reading