Monday, March 19, 2007

Photogaphy class in the darkroom today brought my mind at peace. The coolness of the room and the darkness. Mostly only being able to see silhouettes brush past me, imagining someone special with me. Beside me. Hugging me from behind. Someone who loves me for who I currently am.

I love the darkroom. I want one of my own.

And everything you said on saturday night while I was being inked, were all lies. I knew they were all lies.


suri thought at 8:53 PM


My Curse



Suricide Suicide
2 April '89
Equestrian Sports
Painting
Lomography
Bass Guitar
Floorball


Constants are Changing

New Urban Male boxers
To go back to Arthayasa
Skinny black jeans
A cute Hedgehog
Forego
Porta Trace Light Box
old skool top
Beach Shorts from RipCurl
Adidas Candy watch
BME Baby Tees
PSP
"MODIFY" DVD
Andra & The Backbone cd
Flaming cherry tattoos on hips


Unholy Confessions



Kiss me