Dreamer.///

 

/ She thought of mathematics , manners and dinner parties,. She dreamed of irrational adventures and exploring the world. She never let her thoughts crush her dreams//.

air.

I looked up from his face and toward the air vent that was pumping out the warm air we crave in this frigid season. I knew he could hold my secrets and that  I could hold his. /

Trick Photography.

I capture moments in life as these beautiful photographs that haunt my memory. I wish I could take these images and share them with the world so that I could fully express the things I see and how I don’t process life as a normal human perceives  the littlest things.. /

I am connected to this earth. I am a God. I am an artist let the beauty fall upon the gifted./

apology.

I am sorry I  never told you the things your husband confessed to me the night we rode bicycles down the sandy paved roads near the sea./

i find.

one day I can be the everything I want to be.  I can see you look at me as if I am special. I know life is going the way I expected it to go. the next day. I am nothing. I am  not important enough for you./

feelings. oh feelings . this is how i feel.

I constantly feel critters crawling amongst my skin. As if I am already dead. And my flesh is a feast. Then again I do obsess. And death is the subject that is never too far from my mind. /

Opening the long vertical blinds to let in the morning sun. The smoke and my problems are much more transparent in the morning light then any other time of day./

the year comes to its end.

Watch your step. I can make you fly. /

You say you have issues with trust. you should hear the stories I am hiding. /

You picked me up you threw me down. and I am still obsessed with the thought of having you./

I want the feeling of being a God and having the power to do as I please. Will you give that feeling back to me?/

the truth/

I am only alive right now because of the things you told me I did right. .

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I like to think death is much more peaceful and poetic than this life I am leading./

wondering

why do I think I am capable of love when I can’t even handle my own life./

Yet again I am breaking down… and there is no one to catch my fall./

I get the feeling

you care about yourself far more than anyone else. and I am setting  up for failure letting myself fall  for you.