where laughter feels foreign, a bloodshot of guilt
The prospect of joy - strange and dim.
I'm sitting in times grave with the ambivalence of silence.
where the sentiment of dreams have gone deflated;
and my whole being has never been this shattered.
(Via Desire to Inspire)
So, I'm trying to will me up some inspiration.
Ideally, I'd love to own a loft. Just not one this sterile. But I must say I like the openness of this one with its clean, modern lines and that statement light pendant is a must have.
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