...I suppose you could call this a sound journal of some sort.

writer and blogger

I want the magic to be real, Life is pure white gold, I am Invincible, I fly, I the do magic then live the lie.

i'm a cat

Laura Makabresku, 23 years old, live in Poland (Cracow). i’m a poet and owl. i’m sensitiveness and empty space after flesh. i don’t have anything in common with myself. i have in my home plenty of dead animals from my grandfather. sometimes i feel that i grew up beside death. i’m inspired by sensitivity and darkness.

rockin' & rollin' and whatnot

An undertone of insignificance, (the spinning apricot) forget me nots.

I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart)

So as the days go by, you try to slow things down but each tear you cry is another year gone by... Our tastes change and our love may grow and fall but music will be there through it all... Share what you love, care not what others think, judgement means nothing when your looking down from the clouds above... Smile and enjoy: )

..and then i cried a flood of tears as if i really were a mermaid who had absorbed too much sea into herself.