First one.....

Lifes not just glitter nailpolish and facebook, it isn't Jeffery whatever his name is plaform lace up boots, dip dyed hair, long nights boozing or even where you like to purchase your coffee.... its about Mums and Dads having their particular chairs in the living room and rushing home to take their positions as they do ritually every night. It's about Grandmas that smoke pot and aren't old on the inside yet, even though their skin has a walnut shell complexion...Dickens, studied Lit once..... Its the olds telling you stories about how they met and , its about being fanned by the most amazing woman in the world until you fall asleep cos you couldnt stop crying.... Its about someone whistling in the dark to make you feel safe, and its about a friend, like my best one, who with class and style wont let you stand in a line when you need to chuck, she'll gracefully walk you down the stairs, out the door and up the street, sit with you in the gutter, and talk about the weather.....
Its about a man who will drive up and down your street, just to get a glimpse of you, its about the same kinda man who'll stay out a lease, pay your rent, catch a boat home, and then still want to love you when your the one that ran away...
Its about stealing knit jumpers from your homies, your dog Rocky crying when he hears your voice, its about representing your wantoks, taking time to care...
Its not about ambition, but passion and persistance.
Its about remembering to breath, to literally stop and smell the roses.... to look at beauty until your eyes hurt.
My life is about being good, but being bad, and badly learning how to be better. Its about accepting that one day, whether you like it or not, you will end up like your mother, thats what Dad says. Exactly like My Mum Elvie.