Winter is a chance to make good impressions,
numerous impressions of varying degrees
- potato soup+ a day late stale bread.
A time when the world offers us a chance to sculpt.
To sculpt a reality we want to see over the chilly hills blanketed by clean cold snow of winter.

We have to reclaim the best of ourselves
from the clutches of the worst of ourselves.

wanna make you feel, what I do to you
What you do to me
I wanna make you feel, what I do to you
What you do to me
I wanna make you feel, what I do to you
What you do to me
I wanna make you feel, what I do to you
What you do to me
I wanna make you feel, what I do to you
What you do to me
I wanna make you feel, what I do to you
What you do to me
I wanna make you feel, what I do to you
What you do to me
I wanna make you feel, what I do to you
What you do to me
I wanna make you feel

Uh, what I do to you, what you do to me
I wanna make you feel, what I do to you
What you do to me
I wanna make you feel

Uh, what I do to you, what you do to me
I wanna make you feel, what I do to you
What you do to me
I wanna make you feel, what I do to you
What you do to me
I wanna make you feel, what I do to you
What you do to me
I wanna make you feel, what I do to you
What you do to me
I wanna make you feel, what I do to you
What you do to me
I wanna make you feel, what I do to you
What you do to me
I wanna make you feel, what I do to you
What you do to me
I wanna make you feel, what I do to you
What you do to me
I wanna make you feel, what I do to you
What you do to me
I wanna make you feel, what I do to you
What you do to me
I wanna make you feel, what I do to you
What you do to me
I wanna make you feel, what I do to you
What you do to me
I wanna make you feel, what I do to you
What you do to me
I wanna make you feel

Treat everyone you meet as if they are God in drag

“The game is not about becoming somebody, it’s about becoming nobody.”

Stuck
it *****.
I  succum.
End
so sordid.
I glance. I am gliding away.
The only soul in this dark alley.
I am suffering
it was a random
bow and arrow
attack.

better this
way
than any other
way
ready for love
again

lovers lost
love renewed  

bitter
this way
than any other way.
battered I left

new love
red love
love for failed climbers.