Thursday, 28 May 2009
Monday, 25 May 2009
Me an Levii are now a DJ collective.
Friday, 22 May 2009
Monday, 18 May 2009
Rebel Without A Cause.
I know this girl,
She has no fear.
Bold and free,
the need to just be.
Her presence
Balanced and pure,
Her company
I thrive to endure.
I know this girl
she swims through lives,
she likes to make waves,
laughing as she mis-behaves
I know this girl
She cries out loud,
a voice to be proud.
never would she shroud.
affraid of nothing...
to me, she is SOMETHING.
She has no fear.
Bold and free,
the need to just be.
Her presence
Balanced and pure,
Her company
I thrive to endure.
I know this girl
she swims through lives,
she likes to make waves,
laughing as she mis-behaves
I know this girl
She cries out loud,
a voice to be proud.
never would she shroud.
affraid of nothing...
to me, she is SOMETHING.
Friday, 15 May 2009
Wednesday, 13 May 2009
I Start Wellgosh Shop.
My blogging has been inconsistant as of late, been busy busy busy... new job, new projects (which i will post about on a later date) I started working at Wellgosh shop as a photo/web girl... maintaining the site to help Christof (the manager). Its going good i think... i am the only girl in there, pure boys shop.
If your into Stussy, Nike, Obey, and general higher end boys apparel then visit their website, or by foot, its on Leicester city centre high street....boooom. http://www.wellgosh.com
If your into Stussy, Nike, Obey, and general higher end boys apparel then visit their website, or by foot, its on Leicester city centre high street....boooom. http://www.wellgosh.com
Thursday, 7 May 2009
Monday, 4 May 2009
You'll Never Know.
Side views and alternative angles,
Ambiguous hopes a general idea dangles.
Promiscuousness feels an empty space
A sickening piece of lost taste.
Dynamic thoughts project me the surreal
Cathartic practise helps me to deal.
Still distracted.
My thoughts end thinking of you,
These things about me i conceal.
Ambiguous hopes a general idea dangles.
Promiscuousness feels an empty space
A sickening piece of lost taste.
Dynamic thoughts project me the surreal
Cathartic practise helps me to deal.
Still distracted.
My thoughts end thinking of you,
These things about me i conceal.
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