February 2012
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Why is this?
I can’t be having these dreams of you— so real that your own lost existence has manifested in the dark depths of my mind.
Are you a ghost? Or just a desperate remnant of a memory on the verge of being forgotten?
History may repeat itself, but people can never go back to the past.
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I would, very much, like to have an actual pen-pal.
I want someone I can write to. They don’t necessarily have to be out of the country. Anywhere is fine. I just want to send them my thoughts, my writing, and maybe some of my photography.
With that said, who would like to be my pen-pal?
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I wonder if I’m using my own dreams as an excuse to just run away.
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I would, very much, like to have an actual pen-pal.
Michita - Yukar
I’m pretty excited right now. Last Thursday, I was depressed because I couldn’t get into Black and White Photography. Because of that, I was forced to hunt for classes. I walked into an Upper GE class hoping to add. I asked the teacher if there was any available spots left. She told me she’d discuss that with me after class. All of a sudden, when class started, she started...
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You can tell from such worn out hands. You can...
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Stop walking like you’re carrying the weight of the entire world on your back.
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I’ve always been the kind of person that looked towards the future. I wanted everything to be as I envisioned them. I mean, what’s wrong with that? When you know what you want, the only thing left to do is to grab it with your own two hands.
What is this feeling though? This twisting. This knotting. This insecurity. I think I’m beginning to realize how much my life has really...
The soul still weeps in agony as the rain continues to fall down.
I wonder if it’s a coincidence that you suddenly appear before me after thinking that I would never see you again. It’s definitely not fate or destiny, but perhaps necessity. Let’s see where this leads to…
Dear Jay
I know you're offline but I just wanted to let you know that I'm looking at the photos you sent me of Ketchikan Alaska
and they make me really happy!
I love you, Jay!
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Sometimes, all you can ever do is watch— watch life as it passes by your very own eyes. Even if photographs themselves can’t do justice, taking matters into your own hands is only so wrong. We photograph moments and things to remember because “nobody wants to take a picture of something they don’t want to remember.” I suppose that’s why it hurts so much to look...
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: On love, the moon, and change: →
potluckdream3r:
True love is somewhat unconditional don’t you think? True love, is like gazing at the moon. You can see her dents and craters but you don’t think to change her. You take her for what she is, find beauty in her light and cherish her because there can only ever be one moon.
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Today, I played this song on my iPod while waiting...
Be slow to judge others, but be quick to judge yourself.