still using a small hand held camera so still not the control i want. MEh
oh well.
i still need inspiration.
plop


---Suicide Notes---You see, these are random thoughts, collaborated poems of hate Last minute scrawled parchments, just before a person breaks These are the writings that people discover when it’s far too late These are written when the person snaps, beneath the anger they couldn’t take This is when the angel falls, burns in agony, plummets to hell Yet these people seem calm, even when they break, like nothing is wrong They hide, give out a façade, it takes lots of time, a lot digging just to tell Yet the efforts made are never quick enough to save, the process too long It’s a terrible sight to behold, watching as---Suicide Notes---
spotaneous greetings back!
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~I am not a slave to anything but my paranoia~
no matter how hard you try, you can never get out of your head
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