“Ay oh, let it go-
See the big picture
Explode- Like a light bulb,
Let it unfold.
Just go, go with it.”
/ / /
…Does this make me weak?
Music/title: Habits of My Heart; Jaymes Young
.. . ….
You think you just have everything over me-
You have absolutely fucking nothing.
And here we go again…
Breathing that ever suffocating smoke.
Music/title: You Used To Hold Me; Calvin Harris
“Fuck damnation, man!
We are God’s unwanted children?
SO BE IT!”
. . .
I go through a mind fuck of a childhood, and I think a single breakup is going to damage me forever? I’m better than that. I’m stronger than that. I didn’t go through all that shit to spend the rest of my life pinning over something I can’t have. There’s always something else. Something different. Something better that I can find and achieve for myself. I, of all people, should know this.
I would say that I’m done feeling sorry for myself, but I’m way past that point. I’m taking things now. I’m getting what I want, and I’m enjoying it. Fuck feeling regret. Fuck feeling guilt and judgement. When did it ever become a good idea to judge my own actions based on someone else’s standards?
If this is what I want, I’m goddamn doing it.
/ / /
“Fuck off with your sofa units and strine green stripe patterns. I say never be complete, I say stop being perfect. I say let… let’s evolve, let the chips fall where they may. “
Music/title: The Sky Under The Sea; Pierce the Veil
This photo feels like my day in a nutshell. I went places, I saw things… My camera with me every step of the way. I need more days like this. Why am I sitting around my apartment feeling sorry for myself? I’m free to do whatever I want. And you know what?
I just did.
Music/title: Disasterology; Pierce the Veil
I’m analyzing every little bit of it, trying to find just exactly where we stopped working. I should be working on fixing myself. I think about these things, and it occurs to me… He doesn’t want me? Hell, he doesn’t deserve me. I can be greater than this. I am better than this, and he’ll regret ever not wanting me.
“Ladies and gentlemen,
I introduce the selfish machine.”
/ / /
Photo taken at DOW Gardens with my good friend, Blake. We escaped from our lives and submersed ourselves in wilderness with as many cameras as we could carry. ♥
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