It's weird when you look at pictures
of people who were once a part of your every day life, and now it seems like they don’t even exist. As if someone came to you when you were sleeping and extracted all the memories of them right out of your head. Its kind of sad too. I guess or it would be if I could remember any of at all like why we were friends? Does this happen to anyone else?
If the past year
of my life has taught me anything. It would be: 1) I have too much patience for people who turn out to be a waste of time. However, I’d hate to miss out on people who are worth it. 2)That life throws you curve balls all the time and its just a matter of your judgement that determines if you hit it head on or you dive trying not to get hit and land in the dirt. 3) Life isn’t a race...
like that chalk on the side walk. Maybe soon, Maybe one day.
Today one of my favorite bands broke up =[ ...
This song will never fail to cheer me up. Not that...
Put your self in perspective.
I honestly feel like a ghost. A dynamic character, drifting in and out of peoples lives. There in presence but never in mentallity. In other news: My hair feels and smells amazing today. My feet hurt from working 17 hours in the past 3 days. My plans tonight fell through. Found this on a website: “Love is what makes you smile when you’re tired.” Terri, Age 4
I know all your dirty secrets
That you kept from me. I have NO IDEA who took this, it was NOT me but its gorgeous.
Starting with an outline
working from the outside in. starting with my surroundings. I feel lost, I need to create my home. So at least when I find myself floating I can land safely on the ground. Working towards something.
shows you a mirror that you’ve been avoiding the past few months. Its really painful to look at.
I picked up my guitar
last night, for the first time in a long time. Now my fingers hurt. Its a great feeling to be learning music again though. Today I realized that I really take my best pictures and feel most creative when I’m not being paid to ‘work.’ I’m still learning to harness that creativity but then I wonder if its not meant to be controlled? The last couple weeks life has handed me...
"I've never felt so hollow,
I’m an old abandoned church with broken pews and empty aisles.” The concept of time, day vs. night, and the space in which we sleep have been on my mind a lot lately. Its interesting what parts of the day people consider “valuable.” Society’s generalized idea is that the part of the day that is most valuable are the hours (approximately) between 7a.m and 10 p.m...