photography is my passion

photography is my passion

photography:
when some people see life
better through a camera. <3

lately, ive noticed that
ive been addicted to photography.
&& idk why haha i think...
its just i think i can express my
feelings in pictures && obviously,
my inspiration was alex evans.
i really didnt like photography before.
i found it boring back then haha but now,
its like i want to bang my head against the door
for saying that XD ive been photoshopping
and found lots of coolio pictures
&& they totally made my eye teary cause theyre
so friggin beautiful :']


summary:
PHOTOGRAPHY ROCKS MY SOCKS :P
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# Posté le mercredi 29 avril 2009 08:46

Fatal Attraction..

Fatal Attraction..


A great hatred for beloved things.

That doesn't mean that the love itself is entirely extinguished.


The human heart is a strange vessel


Love and hatred can exist side by side

One lonely person, rejected by a lover, who


consumed by rage and jealousy, never let go.


They look on from a distance, unseen but boiling inside.

The emotion never seems to tire, this hatred mixed with


intense obsession, even with a kind of twisted love.


Stalking? No, more along the lines, kind of like,

a fatal attraction sort of thing.


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# Posté le mercredi 29 avril 2009 08:22

Modifié le mercredi 29 avril 2009 08:50

Your Type..


I can hear my heart pounding, echoing loudly through my ears.
It feels like my stomach is pushing it's way upward through my throat.
I can't hear the words you are speaking, but you look so good.
Won't you please tell me what i can do? what i can do to be
Exactly what you want me to be, to be exactly your type?
"Silence in black and white. Falling forward as she walks toward the light.
I KNOW. I'm outside of your window with my radio
I sleep with one eye open so I can see you breathing
I follow your chest home until
I can see you, I can hear you breathe in exhale."
Your Type..
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# Posté le mercredi 29 avril 2009 08:10

Hey bitches..i guess this all you wanna know

Hey bitches..i guess this all you wanna know

Mihgi; 7-Teen ;; Fucking Single ♥
Nickname::Mitch or whatever
, Kay .Get it? Good :D
You've hated me since 24.04.92
in this shithole we call earth.
Im BISEXAUL
,thats means I want your vagina also dick :]
If you have amazing eyes, I will stare at you. You have been warned.
Warning: When you bite me,
I consider that foreplay...
Occasionally, I'm a fucking dickhead
Im very easy to get along with people
I will bite & rape you , because thats the shiz .
But do not pissed me off...
i will cut your fucking dick and pussy
Ima very rude but im not show it till necessary
So do not try to understand me cause you won't get it
Im not that interesting also exciting.
Ima dork. And a sucker for everyone
Im Goofy and asshole. Weird looking.
I'm a self-centered, a bit arrogant
who knows what he wants.
I'm the sweetest guy you will ever meet.
I could not give a fuck or shit for what
anyone on here thinks about me.
Boys and Girls with piercings turn me on.fucking rawrgasm !
Bitchy, whining, complaining boys turn me off.
I have a low tolerance for stupid people.
Yes, I will yell at you if you do not shut the fuck up.
I do not go by the rule book... I fuck up constantly,
but I enjoy every minute of it.
Dont suck up to me , if I want to be your friend I will talk to you .
Maybe this is enough for you? I dont know, you decide.
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# Posté le mercredi 29 avril 2009 05:49

Modifié le mercredi 29 avril 2009 09:11

A Peom Written By Meh (Don't Copy)

A Peom Written By Meh (Don't Copy)

The action of being "in love" is such a peculiar one.
so... divine. A wedding. The world around you
full of happiness, tears of joy, white, beautiful, weightless.
but at the same time, it has to be planned
has to be pushed towards, has to be worked for. At that wedding
you are the main focus. A million comments on your beauty
on your smile that could light up a room. it doesn't matter
the only one that matters, is standing right there in front of you
taking your hands promising forever. such a stupid word. such a rude word.
such a cruel word. such a decieving word
FOREVER.

But being in love doesn't really have to deal with the wedding.
It has to deal with working harder towards something
than you've ever worked before. It requires two people
with similar hobbies and personality traits.
It requires hard work and determination.
It has to be built over a period of time.
It has to be filled with trust, smiles,arguments, compromise.
You have to let things goto gain newer better things.
I know this because I was there.at least...i thought i was.
but i was not. nor was the person who claimed to be
so called 'in love' with me. I only say this on both of our accounts
for reasons that i have just recently taken notice to, i suppose.
I did not hold up to my part. I gave up on him, for awhile.
and decided to choose otherwise without his knowlege.
I saw him hurt. I saw him smile. I saw him laugh.
I watched me realize that i needed him.
But somehow by this time he had created a new love for himself.
I understand completely why. I was gone, why wait around?
no reason. But it makes you question when i came running back
why the so called "in love" couple didn't rekindle the flame of love.
Not to put pressure or guilt I understand the concept
I just say "in love" wasn't as present as we believed it to be.
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# Posté le mercredi 29 avril 2009 05:06

Modifié le mercredi 29 avril 2009 08:39