Wednesday, September 14, 2011

An Open Letter to Anyone who's listening

This is a story of a boy, or rather now, a man,
one who never knew what he wanted, but he knew how to get it.
That he is me, and I am living.

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I think that's enough for tonight, if you're actually still reading this, then you're one of the few people that I truly care about in life, and let it be known that you will always be a part of me.


I took this photo of myself today.  When I don't have anything else to do, I photograph myself.  Why?  I tell myself it's to keep myself in practice, but I have yet to figure out any deeper meaning.

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