I am a dreamer
I finally have a camera and I finally have a chance to go out and take pictures of those things that I call beautiful. Marcus, and I went to "the bridge" and I took some pictures. They didn't turn out too well, but it's ok because I got to use my camera :).
I don't really know what to write anymore. I have no emotion, or the emotion I do have is negative and old -- I've already gone through it all before. I'm feeling lonely, forgotten, unworthy, and a bunch of other things that I wish not to take hold of again to describe.
I need someone to read and discuss issues with. Someone 'intellectually stimulating'. Tina and Sarah are gone, but I'd actually prefer someone of older age, wiser, more experienced, simply MORE MATURE. I feel like I've been trapped in a summer phase that I cannot get out of but instead have to wait until school begins to start something new.
Sarah and I want to start a Photography Club type thing at school this year. Not only photography, but art and writing as well. Short stories, songs, paintings, drawings --- anything you prefer. We'll talk about it later.
I know are some of you out there who I'd love to talk to. I just can't see you.
Reveal yourself.
Lyrics for the day:
"In your eyes I see a darkness that torments
And in your head where it dwells.
I'll give you my hand if you reach out and grab it
Let's walk away from this hell."