Fine Art Photography

BLOG

 

i have no idea what i'm doing anymore

 

catalyst

me.jpg

If you don't have the words, then maybe your heart is empty, now you're more machine than man. I am machine.

She told me to pack my bags and get the fuck out of the scene. I told her I didn't need to ask the questions, the dialogue burned into my mind, I knew the answers. This is a script that I have memorised. I know the adjectives that'll be used.

Bad.

Wrong.

There's only so many times you can listen to those same words before they eat away at any of the good things I hold on to. Like a flower after bloom, wilted and dried up. This is how we are, rotten to the core.

I tell her it's a good thing we don't socialise more often, we're dangerous.


a b [c] d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z