this time around, we play my game.

Thursday, October 13, 2011

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Posted at 01:46AM    61 notes
Friday, October 7, 2011

All I need I thought I found, you only let me down. on Flickr.

All I need I thought I found, you only let me down. on Flickr.

Posted at 04:57AM    5 notes
CATEGORIES: bokeh    vintage    leaf    fall    broken    chemo    hair    let down    makeup    cancer    kel in wonderland    blur    mozella    amnesia    heart    breaking    journey    photography    picture    photo    
Thursday, October 6, 2011

whentearsareinyoureyes: dear flickr! (by leah. ☮)

whentearsareinyoureyes:

dear flickr! (by leah. ☮)

(via allyouwillneverknow)

Posted at 01:34AM    242 notes
Thursday, September 29, 2011

Let it be. on Flickr.

Let it be. on Flickr.

Posted at 07:45AM    0 notes
CATEGORIES: smoke    smoking    cigarette    moving on    advice    kel in wonderland    photography    hurt    realization    let it be    angry    sad    sadness    canon    picture    photoshop    sweater    hair    braid    twist    makeup    blue    brown    outside    photo    
Thursday, September 29, 2011

I’m still alive, but I’m barely breathing. on Flickr.

I’m still alive, but I’m barely breathing. on Flickr.

Posted at 05:24AM    6 notes
CATEGORIES: the script    breakever    broken    sad    hurt    moving on    change    photography    sweater    cold    red    makeup    canon    kel in wonderland    green    outside    pictures    lyrics    breathing    alive    grieving    hurting    
Wednesday, September 28, 2011

“For anyone who has had to say goodbye to the butterflies.”— Rosie Hardy. 

“For anyone who has had to say goodbye to the butterflies.”
— Rosie Hardy. 

Posted at 11:17AM    0 notes
CATEGORIES: broken heart,    stronger,    butterflies    rosie hardy    photography    let go    i miss you    picture    flying    sadness    moving on    flickr    i miss you    hurt    loss    
Wednesday, September 28, 2011

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Posted at 11:08AM    20 notes
CATEGORIES: rosie hardy    cloud    butterfly    imagination    digital art    
Wednesday, September 28, 2011

the work of early mornings by brookeshaden on Flickr.

the work of early mornings by brookeshaden on Flickr.

Posted at 10:58AM    13 notes
CATEGORIES: brookeshaden    self portrait    field    cows    herding    girl    running    pasture    grazing    mountains    stormy    morning    golden    texture by les brumes    lovely    beautiful    agriculture    bovine    
Wednesday, September 28, 2011

What do you call it when broken hearts are not done healing? on Flickr.I know from past hurts, I will ALWAYS be okay. And I live by the saying, “life goes on.” But that doesn’t take away the pain, or make it any less there. It just makes it 10x harder when you’re hurt by the one person that was never suppose to hurt you. They were suppose to be the one person that helped heal you. That saved you from the pain the world threw at you.

What do you call it when broken hearts are not done healing? on Flickr.

I know from past hurts, I will ALWAYS be okay. And I live by the saying, “life goes on.” But that doesn’t take away the pain, or make it any less there. It just makes it 10x harder when you’re hurt by the one person that was never suppose to hurt you. They were suppose to be the one person that helped heal you. That saved you from the pain the world threw at you.

Posted at 02:36AM    1 notes
CATEGORIES: broken hearts    kate voegele    lyrics    kel in wonderland    outside    healing    hurt    broken    sweater    fall    dress    fishtail    braid    photography    green    feather    sad    red    brown    canon    photoshop    music    tables    everything    call    
No, it’s not that. It’s not what you’re thinking. I was serious when I said ‘all of it’. I can remember every moment we were together, and in each of them there was something wonderful. I can’t really pick any one time that meant more than any other. The entire summer was perfect, the kind of summer everyone should have. How could I pick one moment over another? Poets often describe love as an emotion that we can’t control, one that overwhelms logic and common sense. That’s what it was like for me. I didn’t plan on falling in love with you, and I doubt if you planned on falling in love with me. But once we met, it was clear that neither of us could control what was happening to us. We fell in love, despite our differences, and once we did, something rare and beautiful was created. For me, love like that has happened only once, and that’s why every minute we spent together has been seared in my memory. I’ll never forget a single moment of it.
—The Notebook
Friday, September 23, 2011

untitled by nappkin on Flickr.

untitled by nappkin on Flickr.

Posted at 09:43AM    0 notes
Friday, September 23, 2011

Give me strength and self-control by kelly.marie on Flickr.

Give me strength and self-control by kelly.marie on Flickr.

Posted at 09:42AM    0 notes
CATEGORIES: kelly.marie    Kelly Webster    
Friday, September 23, 2011

For me, i’ts you . by Monica C. Salomon on Flickr.

For me, i’ts you . by Monica C. Salomon on Flickr.

Posted at 09:42AM    3 notes
CATEGORIES: photography    film    minolta    canon    vintage    tulle    fashion    
Friday, September 23, 2011

untitled by silent sequoias on Flickr.

untitled by silent sequoias on Flickr.

Posted at 09:42AM    5 notes
CATEGORIES: explore    braid    fishtail    lace    cream    snow    winter    beautiful    girl    canon    7d    85mm    f/1.2    
Friday, September 23, 2011

untitled by silent sequoias on Flickr.

untitled by silent sequoias on Flickr.

Posted at 09:41AM    0 notes