it hurts.

hannah's blog made me think about how i feel in terms of words. i can't place the words. if i had to give a word. i'd just say, it hurts.

check out her blog by the way, she's really talented. i can't wait to see her on daily basis.

i didn't put white t photography copyright on them, so how about you just don't steal 'em. k cool..

i feel like these images....

as the leaves fall.

when raindrops sing.

when buildings cry.

the perfect splash.

it's the tragedy. ^ that's hannah

it's a desolate life.

i took a picture, that i don't like to look at.

dear "boyfriend,"

sorry i wasn't at breakfast, i wonder if you noticed i wasn't there. i didn't feel good. but i'll be there tomorrow.

dear body,

please don't do me wrong. i don't wanna get sick again. specially nothing serious. we'll go to bed soon...i hope.

dear angels and airwaves,

you fit my mood so well, so thanks. but i still won't ever admit i like you just because blink is so so much better.

dear you,

send me a sign.

dear professor clarke,

these papers suck. i hate them. and this class. make it interesting, please!

dear msum,

you sure can leave a depressing voicemail. humph.