I'm 15.( 16 Soon. Heh. )
I take a shitload of pictures, though they hardly ever end up anywhere except my deviantart.com account. I do some photomanipulation.
I take a lot of pics because I want to capture something beautiful one day.
These are new. All from today. I went for a walk today.
I thought about where I lived.
I got down and dirty down by the river.
I bit my lip in regret of a few yelled words.
I felt just a bit violated.
I hoped there had been news. There hadn't.
I got blown a kiss the other day.
Growing up doesn't mean growing out of innocence.
Love isn't always wrong.
Winter isn't always so cold.