bpmuzik's photostream

i know why i like pictures so much...

pictures capture a moment, i split-second in time when everything stops... and stays that way forever, no matter what.

i am obsessed with myself, just like everyone else. its a part of my day every moment, every second... i think about what i want, what i am going to do, who i am going to talk to, who i miss, who i love, who i want to be... myself. it seems like life is an eternal quest to prove myself as someone of worth. a likeable person. interesting. beautiful. important. creative. loved. everything seems to lead to that... every outward expression of myself... its almost like i really wish someone was looking... someone could see who i really am...

so who am i?

it doesn't really matter does it.

what makes people beautiful is all the imperfections, all the quirks, all the heartbreak, all the stumbles, all the bland moments when no one IS watching, the twitches, the secret tears, the desires, the mistakes, the regrets... the moments. that's what makes people beautiful.