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Sometimes I look at my own photos and feel like a stranger.
— I Guess the Old You is a Ghost (#589: June 25, 2014)
I crave a love so deep, the ocean would be jealous. - Pablo Neruda
I take a photo with the old camera out of my mum’s drawer
A quick shot of life
One short silent depiction of how I view the world
I like the old films
Colours not too bright
I’m not good at photography either
Smudged pictures on 15mm
Too orange, too yellow, too bright
I like looking at people, like capturing how life is for them
I don’t like being near them
I like myself on black and white film
Life is art
Art is beauty
Others are modeled
Life adds to them
Builds up their beauty
I’m carved by life
It takes and takes and takes
I’m art
I’m beauty
That eventually disappears
Because life has taken too much
Hush
Too far, too wide, too fast
Not yet
Don’t go
Don’t, won’t
Don’t, can’t
Not now
Beware
Hush now
Haven’t done, won’t do
Couldn’t do, won’t do
What can I do?
Can’t do
And can’t and can’t and can’t
I’m scared
Don’t ask
●a way to let go of my thoughts because I fear they might crush me● ||they/them||
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