Have actively decided to stop wallowing, and start creating. Creating anything. Poetry. Sewing. Crafts. Jewellery. Cakes. Biscuits. Paintings. Writing. Gardening. Upcycling. Moodboards. Journals. Decorations. I don't care whether people like them or not, because where has other people's opinions of myself, ever got me? Not very far. I don't care if ( Read more... )

 
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Well, today was pretttty productive. I worked on my room for the most part, and in the process of searching for things in the loft, I found some horrid insect hive/cones/nests things... But anyway, I found a nice frame full of my Dad's old Dylan concert tickets (tickets used to cost £7! crazy! he went to every night of the '81 Earls court gigs, ( Read more... )