I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again.

 

adrians1:

a friend came round to help me revise and forgot to log out of her facebook on my laptop so I’ve spent the last 20 minutes devoting her facebook to trains.

I’ve also got the middle name “ILikeTrains” pending and have joined 50 “I love trains” groups.


The priest wore black on the seventh day and sat stone-faced while the building burned.
I waited for you on the running boards, near the cypress trees, while the springtime turned slowly into autumn.

The priest wore black on the seventh day and sat stone-faced while the building burned.

I waited for you on the running boards, near the cypress trees, while the springtime turned slowly into autumn.

(Source: krepsky)