This is me, they will never accept it.
Exploring the wilds of Victoria, Australia.
I found this old farm house out near Longsford near Sale, actually was only about 8k from the beach.
After taking photos and hanging around till dusk
(whilst avoiding the swarms of mosquitoes eating me alive…)
This place gave an eerie feeling; i heard the distinct sound of a music box playing in the distance. The sound of a sheep baa’ing from the sheds. The smell of rotten wood and barley sugar…
Very odd. As Australia is full of these types of places and many are known to have ghostly visages seen at their sites.
I’ve been finding myself in need of an outlet.
I figure i might as well go online to express my thoughts and if you are wondering what the “Degeneration” is about then just have a think about modern society and there is your answer.
So i figured I’d introduce myself for this first post; my state of mind and allow you to delve into some of the more open cracks of my mind.
Well obviously i am not normal; but who is? The above are probably my four favorite things to do in this world. Yes, these are not particularly normal hobbies but hey i am who i am and obviously i was born in the wrong era.
Finding friends who share these interests is extremely rare. Finding someone to love who could share some of these interests would be even harder and in my 23 years of life i have never found someone who i could truly share every inch of my mind with without fear of rejection.
The idea that hey there is a group of people out there and one special girl to share it all with sounds… perfect. Too perfect. Although i wouldn’t mind so much about that. I have searched and not found many at all. Mostly i find posers who really have a mild interest. That is great though. I would be happy to share my knowledge, interests and experience. I would take great joy in that. Maybe in time?
Obviously i have more interests than above. I am not a wandering viking roaming the land… yet.
