Shopping at Christmas

The crazy faces, looking around for a bargain.
The franctic women, pushing into the crowd.
Children with sulky faces, asking and begging for things that aren't needed.
The over done decorations.
The depressed old folk, who know christmas is being spent alone in their little tiny room down at the retirement home.
The men who just want the holiday to be over.
The overcrowded spaces.
The shops filled with cheery christmas songs, that just bring the atmosphere to seem more depressing.
You see the people buying things for the loved ones, in the end what's brought isn't needed or good enough.
At the end of the day, you have less money, sore feet, a blistering headache and a smile that says, this shit is nearly over.

70s&80s

Enjoying what the past is.

The fashion, the style, it's addicting to love.

Browsing through time and encoutering in history.

The greats, the legends and the people's names who stand tall.

Music that never gets old.

Trends that repeat as time relaps.

Beautiful, wonderful, amazing and inspiring.

Everthing, everyday

I get up, get out of bed,
it's a place one step below hell.
I sit in all self pity i own.
Nothing ever makes life grow a little taller, but i continue to spend my unhappy hours dwelling in everyone elses perfectly spent days.
Get my out, i want an exit sign and a door.
please