Love Is A Crime
I spoke about him as if he put the moon and stars in the sky Even when he was the meteorite crashing down to earth Destroying everything in his path But he was so beautiful A part of me […]
I spoke about him as if he put the moon and stars in the sky Even when he was the meteorite crashing down to earth Destroying everything in his path But he was so beautiful A part of me […]
I first met plaza in a magical shed filled with good vibes, a smoke machine, fairy lights and many funky people where they played and also sold me their ‘fire mixtape’. Now almost a year later they have released their […]
Hi I’m Lucy and I enjoy complimenting women on Instagram. Whether it be women I’ve never met of my best friends; If you post a selfie I’m gonna tell you that you look amazing or gift you with 5 […]
Flo’s voice was something else, almost better than when it is produced – her vocals presumably pushed the crowd into worship and everybody in the crowd seemed to be tranquilized by her beauty, in both vocals and lyrics.
Statements are flying around and have always been flying around, stereotypes of teenagers not doing much and not having interests in anything other than themselves. I want to prove that this is not true, period.
Words by Eliza Caraher, Photos by Lucy Harbron It’s when the clouds are that nervous grey, the grey that reflects on the sea making it silver, like the scales of one of the fish beneath its waves. When the sea looks […]
George Town|Tanjung|Qiáozhì Shì (乔治市)|ஜோர்ஜ் டவுன், (English/Malay/Chinese/Tamil) Penang, Malaysia 2015 Malaysia being a former subject to British colonialism George Town (named after King George III of course) is a treasure trove of captivating architecture, host to an even more entrancing culture. […]
I cried until my T-shirt was wet. I smiled until my jaw ached. I poured my whole heart and soul out into that quiet ocean and let it all be washed away by the waves, ‘til the tears ran out and the smile faded and my mind went blank and there was nothing left except an overwhelming peace and stillness.
Old buildings tell stories. They are remnants of a past time, past people and their lives. An old abandoned swimming pool, one that I found out later my mum used, falling down but still beautiful. Out of use but left […]