Its that feeling of hopelessness, the feeling of inward desire for something real, something different, something other than the bullshit you daily force yourself to believe in. When you look in the mirror you see nothing but lies and cover-ups. You yearn for commitment and freedom at the same time. But when you find that thing, so powerful, the thing you finally have complete control over it sweeps you off your feet into a world wind and sucks you in and chains you to the wall. It never lets go, it never goes away. Theres friends that tell you its okay, others that tell you youre stupid and others who stare without
My life
so cold
so very very very cold
the light
so bright
so very very very bright
the water
so deep
so very very very deep
my love for you will never die
hello david
he whispered in her moist ear
her hair noo
I stumbled upon a small field mouse one early morn. She told me where the best corn grows and how to sew the hole in my shorts.
12.
her long fingers tapped against my thigh
I pulsed in my skirt
take me
take me now
lesssssssssssssssssssssbian
Inge?
that looks about a million suss
Okay, so this is my first journal and I'm curious to see if I've done this correctly.
Just thought I'd update you on my progress in the 'creative' side of my life.
I'm actually starting to understand how to work my camera so that results in photos.
So look forward to some photos that aren't old luvos of myself..WOO!
I'm looking to create my own studio as part of my major works so if you have any effective and key word: cheap! DIY lighting projects let my know please = ]
Well that's all for now..
Cheerio
("I feel like Cheerios")