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Me and my amateur photography. ((Expand the images to see it all))

I don’t need a therapist. I need a grave.

Being suicidal and wanting to die are two different things, I know that because I'm both.

The sun should not rise until your eyes open. Only then does the world deserve light. Good morning to the center of every desire I’ve ever had.

In.. Sequined Twilight.. Shadows. Elemental Fragments.. Scatter. A frost of.. Darkness Descends To.. Troubled Matter. Desolate Paths.. Lead into haze. Where endings Blur, and.. Meaning is.. Just a phrase.💫🖤

Your beauty doesn't belong to mirrors, it belongs to paintings, to meusums, to the eyes of poets.

It's ironic how life works. Over the years, I've developed the ability to patiently listen to others when their hearts are falling apart. I've been a counselor to those torn between two equally uncertain paths. (1/6)

Be soft. Be cruel. But above all, Be mine.

Echoes of.. The cosmos Dance like.. Shooting stars. His lips draw From me.. A soft sweet.. Affection. His playful.. Nebulae Rocks me.. To my core. Our souls dance Bathing in lustre of.. Cosmic perfection.💫🖤

I just all the time I wish I could explain to people how special they are in the improbability of their circumstances, in how the struggle of that life is such a beautiful performance

I no longer chase the moon. I sit and let it find me

My love isn’t kind, it’s a wolf, hungry and relentless, circling your heart with teeth and claws. But you let me in, again and again, because you long to be devoured by what you crave most.

Even though it's my second language at least I know what a metaphor is, you illiterate broad.

The sun dares to rise again, the night misses you already. And even the moon is no more than a reflection of your light. Good morning, precious thing. I loved you last night and I will love you today.

He was chaos, and comfort. RIP Ozzy.

😭♥️🖤We will slways love you Ozzy, Rest In Peace

The gentle flutter of wings, the bright bursts of color from the zinnias and the soft hum of summer all around me. It’s like the world pauses for a bit, just so you can soak in all the magic.

A little mystery is the sweetest seduction.

The moon has favorites.

The sun only rose because you did. Good morning, muse. You are the poetry in my veins.

My silence isn't peace. It's everything I never got to say without being punished for it.