I took this somewhere along the coast of Baja California. it was one of those trips that you are absolutely positive you will never forget....BIOI write. not as much as I used to, but still I write. I fear growing away from words, like I have grown away from so many other things I adored only a short time ago.
I love my camera, it is small, but it is lovely..
I keep a blog on xanga, so if you are ever interested in finding a way into my unstable mind.... Yeah...
username: missed_my_fall
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Comments (6)
eternalwytch1
Beautiful piece, the part that struck me the hardest was "I cant break away from what I am, I cant disappear and claim a new place."
cagewench
I relate the most to: "Even after being stomped on a thousand times. / Youll stare up misty eyed at the stars above you, / Limitless in their numbers, / And you will make your wishes, / That someone will save you."
meico
Maybe it's because I've 'broken away' so very many times that I simply will not allow 'fate' to dictate my life ... though I can well understand the agonising which occurs from time to time. Always, always [imho] hope's best. Well-written as always.
netsia
Brilliant work....'My own path was never my choosing', on a karmic level yes....the lessons learned always propel us forward. V
miserys_extacy
This wasn't neccessarily that I believe I am on an absolute path. This was just a moment of hopelessness.. Thank you for your comments.
lostandconfuzed
To me, it sounds like a cry for help. Maybe the place you are at right now isnt the best for you, although i know its extremely hard to break away from something that has such a strong hold on you. My shoulder is always here and my door is always open. Very wonderful piece.