> bang bang
w00t.
My favourite day of the year. Fireworks . Scarves . Gloved fingers holding hands . Pretty people staring at the colourful explosions in the sky . Little children running around with expensive yet simple flashing toys producing racing colours on sticks . People getting tomato sauce down their chins whilst gorging on hotdogs and burgers in between fire time and fireworks . big smiles .
It such a lovely night =)
Im feeling dreamy, The sky is black my eyes are wide and the sighs are plentyful and letting in more and more of the smokey smell in the air. As i look out my window, in my flat in camden i see colourful bangs in the sky, people walking round in hats, and scarves and yummy warn snug clothing, drunken men eating greasy chips from the cheap fast-food bar down the street, people drunkenly spilling out of the worlds end.
I thought seeing as it is my favourite day of the year i would be out and about, like many others gazing at the sky. but im not. im here. sat in my unmatching pyjamas, typing away to anyone who chooses to read my banter.
I feel as if i could type forever. but i wont. i feel like sharing a warm embrace. a moment of pure heaven when your so comfortable in the arms of another that nothing else matters. the more i think about it the more i dream, and sit here with a smile across my face. That feeling must be one of the best in the world. i think everyone deserves that feeling. of being loved. cherished. needed. wanted. desired. longed for. and just..... held <3
adios for now. its time to sink into the sofa and watch the sky x
My favourite day of the year. Fireworks . Scarves . Gloved fingers holding hands . Pretty people staring at the colourful explosions in the sky . Little children running around with expensive yet simple flashing toys producing racing colours on sticks . People getting tomato sauce down their chins whilst gorging on hotdogs and burgers in between fire time and fireworks . big smiles .
It such a lovely night =)
Im feeling dreamy, The sky is black my eyes are wide and the sighs are plentyful and letting in more and more of the smokey smell in the air. As i look out my window, in my flat in camden i see colourful bangs in the sky, people walking round in hats, and scarves and yummy warn snug clothing, drunken men eating greasy chips from the cheap fast-food bar down the street, people drunkenly spilling out of the worlds end.
I thought seeing as it is my favourite day of the year i would be out and about, like many others gazing at the sky. but im not. im here. sat in my unmatching pyjamas, typing away to anyone who chooses to read my banter.
I feel as if i could type forever. but i wont. i feel like sharing a warm embrace. a moment of pure heaven when your so comfortable in the arms of another that nothing else matters. the more i think about it the more i dream, and sit here with a smile across my face. That feeling must be one of the best in the world. i think everyone deserves that feeling. of being loved. cherished. needed. wanted. desired. longed for. and just..... held <3
adios for now. its time to sink into the sofa and watch the sky x