A little Jigsaw

Imagine a little jigsaw All in pieces Jumbled in a box Being put together By people who don't see the picture Fitting the pieces where they wanted Not where they belonged Always missing a piece   The people who put it together Also tore it apart Throwing the pieces around Back into the box Jumbling... Continue Reading →

Tattoos; the marmite of skin

So tattoos, they're a bit like marmite. some people love them some people hate them. Me, I'm a lover. (And marmite too, love that stuff) Of them on me, of them on others, of them on anything they can fit on. The backstories behind them if they mean something and the ones that people just... Continue Reading →

Not my reflection

Standing in front of the mirror, I don't recognise who I see, I'm looking closely at the reflection, I see it, but it's not me. You tell me what to wear, You tell me how to be, You tell me what I should feel, You tell me, how to be me. You make me doubt... Continue Reading →

A glimpse into my head

My head is sooo full of stuff. Just lots and lots of stuff. It's like wading through treacle. I think if it was projected onto a big screen it would look like some kind of happy optimistic world full of colour, music and unicorns. Where everything didn't match (on purpose) and things just whirled around... Continue Reading →

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