If there's one thing I learned about it, it's that it sucks horribly.
Only sometimes.

My depression is gone, as far as I know. I've been taking pictures at events that my dad works. (Tractor shows, car shows, air-plane shows, etc.) It's been relieving my stress and I've been learning the art of "point, shoot, and hope for the best"... Not fun when you have airplanes flying over you at 50+ MPH and only one chance to take a good picture.

Fame is a strange thing, is it not? It's wonderful, but cruel... as seems love.

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High-school is full of drama. This is the least of it. Please get over this and not let it come between our friendship. I hate for this to be way that I tell you, but it seems to do the job best. You may feel that nobody thinks the same as you, but perhaps there's reasoning.

I couldn't have one, so I wont have either.

I'm through with dating, hopefully, for the next three years. High-school relationships aren't worth it.

I'm losing my mind, my heart, and the people closest to me...
I've been drifting between 1 and 2 and now I'm stuck in the middle, being torn in half.

Which way do I go? Which part of my heart do I follow? Which part of my mind is sane?

Why, oh why are we humans cursed with these damned emotions? Why must have the ability to care, the ability to love?

I wish to just cut out my heart and throw away my emotions. Let them love me, but I wont love them back. Because if I can't have both, I'll be damned and I'll have neither!


Mood: DA fails to possess a correct emoticon for my mood... I'm crossed, between anger, pain, love, and sadness.

I once lost myself... Nearly a year ago...

It was last August... I just stopped. No writing. No photography. No drawing.
What happened? Who knows.


But I just picked up my camera.
...
And found myself.