Brianna Joylosing touch.I’m losing touch. Losing sense of all that made sense. At once, dreams were vivid. Alive with ambition, heart, meaning, beauty, substance…Jan 26, 2015Jan 26, 2015
Brianna JoySitting at my desk, I can feel the warmth of the sun on my arm, and the chill of the air…I’m one of the luckiest girls alive. Living in a beautiful place, full of happy people, a warm home, a good husband, a substantial job…Jan 23, 2015Jan 23, 2015
Brianna JoyOf Paints & Portraitswhy do you think that it’s ok to take what you want from me? & why don’t you notice that I’m trying to break from the enemy?Dec 12, 2014Dec 12, 2014