The tallest man on earth.

`So now we're dancing through the garden
And what a garden I have made
And now that death will grow my jasmine
I find it soothing I'm afraid

Now there is no need for suspicion
There ain't no frog kissing your hand
I won't be lying when I tell you
That I'm a gardner I'm a man
In your eyes babe`

A new artist i have found a new liking for called, The tallest man on earth.

Any way, the last two weeks have been up and down, fair few shit things happened but then again alot better things have happened,  Times change and i find myself getting lost in the past.

Jelousy never brings out the best in people, especially me and i found that out over the last week or so, but it was something i had not been used to for a while. shinfo

so anyway enough being gay and mardy.

I have found my old love for biking out into the forests and getting lost in no-where again. so from now on im probably going to put up a fair few pictures of places i find that not many people get the chance to see in their busy lives.  I dont ever want to be the people i see walking around london in a suit rushing from one place to another, I would hate it if I became that. yes they have to earn money but to live in a way in which they have to constantly kiss ass to get some attention....... nah fam, not me. 

I think i would rather struggle and be happy with the things in life that people take for granted.  for example while suit wankers were sitting in traffic or commuting from work i was here....

they arent great, i took them on my phone, but the second picture is the garden of a house my parents are thinking of buying,   i whent past on my bike yesterday, and it has a small wooden balcony deck thing, and that is the view of the back garden, it reminded me of a ranch, really nice.