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Remember the afro?

Well, it’s back… And hopefully it’s going to be bigger and better:

And truth is such a funny thing
With all these people
Keep on telling me
They know what’s best
And what to be frightened of
And all the rest are wrong
They know nothing about us

And though they say it’s possible to me
I don’t see how it’s probable
I see the course we’re on
Spinning farther from what i know
I’ll hold on
Tell me that you won’t let go
Tell me that you won’t let go

I’m not alright

This could be something beautiful
Combine our love into something wonderful
But times are tough i know
And the pull of what we can’t give up takes hold
“Say It’s Possible“, Terra Naomi

Taken @ TG.

Model: S. Paynter

Ah, spring. Warmth! Well, almost. This morning I woke up early (8am), walked with Liam to work, had a breakfast with G and then wandered around with the sunlight on my shoulders. Everything was closed and I couldn’t have bought anything anyway, so I guess sunshine being free is a good thing..

My orchid in the window makes life feel even more springy. Hurrah!

It was strangely ironic, breaking into a graveyard that was surrounded with such blossoming life. Climbing a tree and pondering the death of my mother (something I am seemingly continuously worrying about after finding out she is having her operation in May), whilst my sister-in-law’s belly is ready to burst with life. I guess the perfect moment for me - what with my innate obsession with life and death; growth and decay… In those moments of my intoxication there was nothing but bliss, the soft breeze on my skin and the rustling of fresh leaves all around me.

I’ll be an uncle tonight. Despite being the younger one, and the gay one, I always thought it’d be me that had a child before my slightly unstable brother would be attempting to raise a child.