lavender laundry salts

You used to write poems

Now you only write grocery lists

In fact just deleted a list to write this

Oh the irony

The dream that is lost

Along with past lover kisses

And desire to be anything great

He told you once you'd be

You didn't believe it

So it never really happened

But happiness is not lacking

For your life has been happy thus far

Domestic bliss

Of a childless life

And yet you wonder

Late at night, when darkness overcomes you

And all you hear is the soft breathing

Of love

Of the choices you've made

Could it have been different?

Maybe not

No answer

Life is great
Go to sleep now

You must remember in the morning
To buy laundry salts after work

You just ran out of them

soul skin

it's been so long since my last post
like almost an entire life... at least it feels like
and yet here, everything remains the same
i like that
i'm sure no one reads this. but i do and the fact that i have a tiny window to escape
to write it down and let it out of me
that is all that matters
i guess the road home is always the same
this is kind of my home
and i feel like coming back :)

an amazing roadtrip

Billabong European Roadtrip 2012 from alba&boy on Vimeo.

this makes me wanderlust so bad... i know summer is over, but i am gonna keep pretending it's not.
billabong campaing 
styled by mandy from oraclefox
photos by nirrimi firebrace