We're at crossroads. Thousands of vehicles with their incessant honking and blaring lights pass us by. But I guess that's how it always has been: you running your hand through my hair, and laughing when it gets stuck, laughing that loud throaty laugh that is so dissimilar to your grunts and growls and your hands … Continue reading Razbliuto.

Empire of Dirt.

"What have I become  My sweetest friend?  Everyone I know goes away  In the end"- Hurt, Johnny Cash Remember those times we built castles in the air? We dreamt of submarines, and princesses? Of being a Marvel Superhero, and fighting monsters. Of shiny swords, heroes, and white horses? Remember those times we chose to be brave and reckless, … Continue reading Empire of Dirt.