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i walked today for about ninety minutes crying on and off as the sun succeeded in lighting the coming together of tears and mac's irredescent powder on my face. i held my camera tight in my right hand the entire time and shot about eighteen photos using selected f-stops. dealing with the emotions and feelings that i've held in much too long gets tiring at times and required lots of re-collecting of myself. i want to ask why things happen in their strange ways. i want to know why i'm sixteen years old with scars of events that took place at the age of two years still being carried deep within myself. i want to know why life doesn't let go easily. i want to understand why you decided for me to go on without you after you told me what you did. i want to know why people lie about the way they feel. i don't care about perfect.
i'd much rather prefer a long shower and a day to myself over a long night of partying and people. i love watching the rain fall when i don't need to worry. i love the feeling of the drops on my forehead when i'm alone. i love taking personal walks at two in the morning during the summer vacation. i love looking around and admiring the beauty of placement, shapes and light. i love expressing my own interpretations of life. i wish you could open your eyes after an eight hour period of sleep and discover everything i love and hate before the chance has gone.
i'd much rather prefer a long shower and a day to myself over a long night of partying and people. i love watching the rain fall when i don't need to worry. i love the feeling of the drops on my forehead when i'm alone. i love taking personal walks at two in the morning during the summer vacation. i love looking around and admiring the beauty of placement, shapes and light. i love expressing my own interpretations of life. i wish you could open your eyes after an eight hour period of sleep and discover everything i love and hate before the chance has gone.