In Loving Memory

of Custard.



Rest well.

Korea!

Where boys look like girls, and girls look like Barbies.

Rise and Shine

"Burning bright sunlight spills, spreads, through the wilted folds of morning shade. Its fierce warmth soaks the clouds with glowing colour; patient stains of red and gold that melt together into the bruise-backed sky."

An Encouraging Thought

Aim for the stars, because if you miss, you will probably be incinerated upon re-entry.

Or, you know, suffocate horribly in the black vacuum of space.

Some Pointless Prose

"An idle hour measures out slow brilliance and shadow on the grassed soil. The softening sun's glare leaks yellow warmth that is shallow, yet rich, still."