just a sprig of happiness

The sunshine lights everything.
The grass,
The pink toenails,
Particles of dust in the air,

The atmosphere is light, warm.
Her feet leave the ground twirling over her head and finding the soft grass again,
She trods and enjoys the pure sensation of soft plush moist grass comforting her feet.
Her golden head is illuminated, her golden memories are illuminated,
She is fresh, she is peaceful,
She is.
(written aaaages ago)

the air is heavy

hey there just feel like writing in here coz today is a pretty shitty day.
i can feel the shit in the air.
eew thats gross.
k anyway i only really write on here when i wanna kind of clear my thoughts out and feel like typing and stuff. so usually when im feeling crap, confused or crazy. yep so apologies for any spastic writing on here in the past.
i dont know why the fuck im writing on here anyway.
what is this writing?
hm well i feel like a tiny piece of crap fhmrg.
ok i am wallowing. wallow wallow wallow.
anyway have a nice non shitty day unless yourself is a toilet.
peas out.
you smell like lavender!! can i eat you?!
telepopmusik.
witchetty grub.
FUCK!!

ps, raphael apologises for this mental writing and asks politely if you would please ignore it.