how I feel.

bent. an unnatural position. 

I’d naturally not bend this way.

the way I feel is counter to the position I find myself in.  

(Source: awesomemonkeyy)

(Reblogged from meetmeinmadrid)

I miss youu tooo

It says way more than owl. to my it says way more than obvious. What is says is that of love. One I’ve know my whole life. Better than a good friend, better than another. No other, not a lover. When I see it, it’s so much more than an owl.

It says way more than owl. to my it says way more than obvious. What is says is that of love. One I’ve know my whole life. Better than a good friend, better than another. No other, not a lover. When I see it, it’s so much more than an owl.

(Reblogged from antiquecameras)
(Reblogged from antiquecameras)
I’m in that small white space between the known.

I’m in that small white space between the known.

(Reblogged from antiquecameras)

I want to go North in the winter. I want that feel. I know it well.

(Source: butterflieswhispertodeath)

(Reblogged from meetmeinmadrid)

(Source: ohmrsheffield)

(Reblogged from meetmeinmadrid)

It’s hard to choose to do the opposite of what your heart wants. I tell you

there is a difference between the heart and mind, like the difference between

the day and night.

“where you invest your love, you invest your life”

I guess with the current lack of sun, and the void of he thats made of sun, I find myself stuck with the result of making one thing such a huge part of my life. Such a role this one did play that I felt free to open up, and let out a big part of me. I; now left with the same feelings, but the one I fed my love, is far from reach. I’m not one to quickly find another to feed with this special thing. I’m going to funnel, and soon the lack of sun will be no more, and so will the void I feel.

I guess with the current lack of sun, and the void of he thats made of sun, I find myself stuck with the result of making one thing such a huge part of my life. Such a role this one did play that I felt free to open up, and let out a big part of me. I; now left with the same feelings, but the one I fed my love, is far from reach. I’m not one to quickly find another to feed with this special thing. I’m going to funnel, and soon the lack of sun will be no more, and so will the void I feel.

antique-cameras:

INSOMNIA. Técnica mixta. 2012 (by joseba.eskubi)

antique-cameras:

INSOMNIA. Técnica mixta. 2012 (by joseba.eskubi)

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