Life can feel like this sometimes, a never-ending horde of zombies.
But you gotta punch, kick, …fight fight fight…
and say “fuck you little dead eyed bastards….”
’til eventually you are the last one standing.
by Philip Wardlow
A Wheel of Time Community
Health • Inspiration • Life
But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for
Ignorance is bliss / truth is necessary / rust in the soul
Where writers gather
Realise your innate perfection
one thousand words are not enough
Poetry
Erotic Fantasies
journal
Tigers not daughters
Let Your Eyes Do The Talking...
A Place to share My Love for Painting, Life, and my Wandering Mind
Hiking with snark in the beautiful Pacific Northwest 2011 - 2013
Reviews, raves, and rants it's all about the books we read
mother alien 👽
A cozy cottage for writers and book lovers
A Wheel of Time Community
Health • Inspiration • Life
But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for
Ignorance is bliss / truth is necessary / rust in the soul
Where writers gather
Realise your innate perfection
one thousand words are not enough
Poetry
Erotic Fantasies
journal
Tigers not daughters
Let Your Eyes Do The Talking...
A Place to share My Love for Painting, Life, and my Wandering Mind
Hiking with snark in the beautiful Pacific Northwest 2011 - 2013
Reviews, raves, and rants it's all about the books we read
mother alien 👽
A cozy cottage for writers and book lovers