

i do it to myselfwhen you live your life in a self-induced medicinal haze, you lose sight of the good, the easy, the worthwhile. a kiss that sends a shiver down your spine... from the nape of your neck down to the spot where your toes curl from such things. the warmth from fresh tears that flow freely and near effortlessly in a moment of unbridled sadness or angst. and in rare times of clarity, when you've decided to take a break from the pills that keep you in line, you can remember those things. you can enjoy them. you can feel them, feel their reality and their depth. happyness and sadness ai do it to myself


untitledthe question has no answer. but not knowing burns, nonetheless. she doesnt dare ask, to let him know she cares or wonders or stays up nights replaying their scenes,untitled
cursing herself for every rash move and barely thought out decision. convinced the outcome is due to some black and while series of events. each move is a lesson for the future. for what not to do. she assumes the whole of the events to be the answer. thus assuming a responsiblity that shouldn't be, and isn't,
hers.


what you want you can be so blind, my dear. seeing only what you want, when you want. you skim through life, getting by on charm and that smile. the one that won me over. you've chosen to see her, my dear. given your options, you've deemed her your best. the heart wants what it wants, you could say. you two were made for one another, i could say. your heart is so blind, my dear. half-heartedly reciprocating while waiting on the one you truly desire. &what you want


the in betweenso much happens in the in-between. i think i lost you there. in the split second when the world stops between beats. i think i lost you in the in-between.the in between
now i'm there alone. in between the space where anger presides and the space where sadness holds you down. if i could stay here for a while, i might be better off. not overcome by either, but feeling a tinge of both. but in truth, you can never go back. i got to this in-between via a series of events that led to the latter, which is slowly becoming the former. the in-between won't
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.♥.♥.♥.Feels like i got this black cloud hanging over me.
It's like the pain is taking control of me.
Now every move i make deteremines my fate.. .
feels like im dying slow; and thats the shit i hate.♥.♥.♥.
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--I'd burn the city down to show you the light...--
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"when the rich wage war its the poor who die"
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Jean Fan (roseonthegrey) | Conceptual Photography
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