A 'Ray of Sunshine' Blog, By Indie Author Jordan Alexei
My Wattpad Button can be found over on the right!
~Part Time Writer, jordan-alexei
The Top 40 on spotify is depressing, so I made
my own french-fries and good-vibes top 40!
For people who haven't met me, because you came here from tumblr, or
Improbable Island, I am Jordan Alexei, Inter-dimensional
superindie author and Hero of unknown Gender and Sexuality.
Welcome to my internet hideout.
(Seen here actually being so extra that I went and sat in the BACK SEAT of my car because
"The lighting was better"
~Not ugly with the right filter / angle, London
Different names get thrown around on this site.
Her'es a reference guide:
London: A character from my book
Also London: my Admin name because he's my child
Quentin: the Main Character from my book.
Neo: Previous admin (got bored and left)
Roman: My old Admin name, Pre-Novel Production.
Ari: IRL person except not their real name because It was an edgy Breakup song.
(Update: I'm not mad that was the day after we broke up and that's what I do)
(Update: I'm leaving it posted I think)
~The ADMIN not the character, London.
"I mean, I'm sure I'll be fine.
Life is whatever
Below is a song link to a song that helps me relax.
Just push the "Chill Button" and lay back for 3 minutes and 9 seconds.
NOTES: on the laptop screen at the top I've added Social Media links!
so... if you're bored, you can check them out
~multi platform blogger, London!
If I could take a few seconds out of your day to tell you about the Holy Trinity, Otto, Awsten, and Geoff...
The Best Thing You Ever Heard
生き甲斐 [ikiɡai], pronounced ee-kee-gah-ee
a Japanese concept that means "a reason for being." It is similar to the French phrase Raison d'être. Everyone, according to Japanese culture, has an ikigai. Finding it requires a deep and often lengthy search of self.
Waterparks Fan, London
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Someone painted the sky grey...
Rain drops fall by the hour...
So warm on such a dark day...
A misty midsummer shower...
Someone's painting the leaves brown...
Another year for the trees...
Staring in your eyes, I could just drown...
Feeling the soft autumn breeze...
Someone painted the grass white...
Streets and sidewalks, too...
Wrap my sleeves around you so tight..
My sweater looks better on you...
I can't stop the weather...
Just grit my teeth and wait..
I'll dance with you forever...
Under a sky painted grey...
London, The Poet, The Reader.
The color of a dying leaf.
~London, As I live and Breathe.