G'day, hello, zit-goin'

I hope you're all well and smilin'.

Going through some turbulent times right now, I haven't shot with anyone in quite a few months as I focus on my career- apologies for the lack of uploads by the way. I'm finding I am missing it (modeling) actually and at present am entering into a new chapter of my life where I'm wondering if maybe I should be working with some photographers as I have a few stories to depict.

Today I woke up single, heart broken and somewhat drained. Drained emotionally and I'm guessing drained of moisture too- puffy eyes, the works (it ain't pretty!). Last night I ended my relationship of nearly 4 years, turning my back on a pre-planned out future with someone I probably would have been happy with for years,loved and who would have looked after me. So why- you ask did I do it. Well I guess I couldn't shake the feeling that there was more out there waiting for me. A tough one to explain but something I've felt deep down- and if I didn't take the risk I think the regret of the unknown would be far worse than the regret of walking away now. I've discovered I don't need security- rather I want to be inspired every single day and I want to inspire at least one other person every single day too. I don't have to accept mediocrity and routine because frankly life's just to damn short.

Ok so call me a late bloomer in realising all this but it's like someone has just thrown gun powder into the little cigarette butt dwindling inside of me and although it sucks now, I think after the clouds have parted and the rain had cleared I'm going to go off like fireworks.

Watch this space...

X Lanny.

Thoughts and comments welcome.


Damage- Youami

I woke up with a war in my head,
An old man's grumble,
And an extra space in the bed,
And if ol' John Prine can't sing the next line,
Bout something that can make me smile.

Gonna have be content,
To stare at yer baby photos til it makes some sense,
And were you ever mine anyway?
Speak up as I drop away.

I wrote down what I think on the head of a matchstick,
Wrote it all short and sweet, all that made sense to me,
Burnt six thousand minds, sorry for all times,
I just can't add up the sums to find the damage we've done.

I fell for you like a dog from a tree,
Keep a straight stitched face,
As the ground makes a bed for me,
I keep my eye where I fell, sends no replies.

You can run so long from sadness,
That you're never at home for the fun,
I cant make excuses,
For the short hand abuses,
Thank God it ain't a Sunday night.

I wrote down what I think on the head of a matchstick,
Wrote it all short and sweet, all that made sense to me,
Burnt six thousand minds, sorry for all times,
I just can't add up the sums to find the damage we've done.

I wrote down what I think on the head of a matchstick,
Wrote it all short and sweet, all that made sense to me,
Burning out in the lights, sorry for all times,
I just can't see how it comes,
the damage we've done,
the damage we've done,
the damage we've done