Wednesday, February 11, 2015

This is a story about the winter I descended into a deep depression and learned that I couldn’t love you without wanting to kill myself. Infatuation and death are not so mutually exclusive. Why else would Romeo have drank the poison? Everything I am. Everything I was. It could all be distilled down to cravings and bad habits. And all I wanted to do was to be closer to you than God.


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  1. I love everything about this. Feels like I'm watching a short film in scattered fragments and I love it!

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    1. Thanks so much Samantha! I'm always trying to achieve that aesthetic and I'm glad I pulled it off here!!

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  2. beautiful photos, i love the lighting in that third photo! and unfortunately i've been in a destructive romantic relationship before and it really is the worst and i don't think there's any way to save them once they get to that point. :(

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    1. Absolutely agree. It's terrible but sometimes I think I enjoy that kind of insanity and destruction in my life? As I said. Bad habits hahhaah.

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  3. Wow, these photos are beautiful!! I love the light through the shutters, I get that in my room in the mornings and it always makes me so happy.

    xx Alyssa
    visionsofnyc.blogspot.com

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    1. I love it so much as well. It's the only thing that wakes me up! I can't stand cloudy days for that exact reason!

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  4. Oh wow, these are beautiful Liz. I agree with Sam, it does feel like we're watching a short film. Stunning!

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  5. Wow these pictures are just too beautiful ! And your writing is always delightful also <3 !

    Charlie xx
    http://charlieleschroniques.blogspot.fr/

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  6. And will it ever get better? I don't know, I always wanted it too but there's never an easy way out. Maybe some day.

    / Avy
    http://MyMotherFuckedMickJagger.blogspot.com




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  7. Eu gosto desse lugar, por isso
    tenho me demorado ao seu lado.

    Vou seguir seu blog.

    silvioafonso

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