I got some samples of my photography book in the mail. The cover and everything looks awesome I was really impressed with myself!- Especially how the cover and back cover look printed. It's comic book sized and not-hard covered. 245 pages. 400 pictures, 4 countries, and over 7 years.

Pretty good for never havein taken a photography class, used lights and almost every single image being candid.

I'm not really expecting anyone to actually buy it at the price it's at (53$) cause it's not worth 50$ but that's how much it costs to have a book printed with all those colored pictures. It was more to make to make more than to sell.

My next book should actually be more appealing for someone to actually buy - hopefully. If not i'm fine with being a starving artist/writer/ photographer/ - I may not have a job, money, friends, love, or anything but some dreams and aspirations - but at least i'm not ordinary, fat, shallow, or practical.

Although my life is up in the air, even though I don't have much - I dont have any responcibilities or anything holding me down either. I could, at any moment, leave and go anywhere and do anything. There aren't many people who can say that. So there is a diamond in my rough, a light at the end of the tunnel.

My life didn't start to get any better until I stopped talking to two people who consumed me. Two people who said they would do anything for me, but never did. They said they did, but words aren't enough. You shoudln't have to make excuses for people just to justify associating with them. Sometimes people really are just selfish, ignorant - idiots with so many insecurities and lies that they dont know

Let go of anyone who complicates your life and makes you feel bad about yourself. Especially when it's in the guise of love or friendship - let them go. People who are weak, hold onto and bring down people who are strong. Misery loves company and that's company I won't keep.

If I didn't have music I would easily kill myself.

sometimes i cannot forgive

and these days, mercy cuts so deep

if the world was how it should be,

maybe i could get some sleepwhile i lay,

i dream we're better,

scales were gone and faces lightwhen we wake,

we hate our brother

we still move to hurt each other

sometimes i can close my eyes,

and all the fear that keeps me silent falls below my heavy breathing,

what makes me so badly bent?

we all have a chance to murder

we all feel the need for wonder

we still want to be reminded that the pain is worth the thunder

sometimes when i lose my grip,

i wonder what to make of heaven

all the times i thought to reach upall the times i had to give

babies underneath their beds

hospitals that cannot treat all the wounds that money causes,

all the comforts of cathedrals

all the cries of thirsty children - this is our inheritance

all the rage of watching mothers - this is our greatest offense

All fools say

oh my god

oh my god

oh my god


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