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i'm currently putting together a "never been seen" photo archive and therefore won't be posting as much. plus, i'm going to be spending 72.000053001% of my time on this next semester of school so have little time to post.
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Uploaded on Jan 5, 2010
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audrey {part 2 of 2}
i'm so happy with how this photo came out.
we played around with mirrors lots this day. twas fun.
live life as a dream and then maybe one day it will come true.
do not let anyone define you. if you're bored of your life, change it. if someone/something ties you down, leave it and never turn back.
you're a free spirit, after all.
act as if you were a pseudonym.
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Uploaded on Dec 30, 2009
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audrey {part 1 of 2}
this came out exactly how i wanted it to (which is one of the best feelings in the entire world).
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a letter to my half
dear, noah:
i don't feel close to god anymore. he left me. actually, I left him. I didn't mean to, but he's gone now.
i'm my own idol. i'm more concerned abouy my health, my body, being strong and independent, my love life... i've made myself into my own god.
i'm so apathetic. i am disgusted with my flesh; it's literally all i care about. i need jesus but him and i don't talk anymore. how can i talk to someone when i deliberately choose to not follow all of his words. i do not want to follow all of his words.
i have no self control. with anything. i so desperately want control over my life again. maybe i have control and it feels out of control because i haven't given jesus control.
you told me to look at the sun, the moon, the trees, the mountains. you told me to remember Who made them, to let the air fill my lungs and feel my blood pulse surface to my skin. you told me that we are not here by accident. you told me that He is almighty and we are simply blinded by what we've become. you told me that we are questioners, which makes us intelligently foolish.
intelligently foolish.
see those rocks? those are the little black rocks we have taken and eaten like pills. one is called deception; another is called disorders; another idolatry; another lost love; another strength. just remember though, the strength is tied to deception and only makes us run in a battle where we pride ourselves as queens, but we Can Not and Will Not win.
remember that night on the floor when he looked up towards the curtain and saw demons looking in our eyes?
do not deny that.
remember those nights where our dreams suffocated us during the night? we each woke individually in our own beds gasping for air. something was trying to kill us. do not deny that.
we are these lost lovers who once had these beautiful wings that covered the entire sky until one day they were burned off. they were burned when we took the first pill.
remember that night with the ouija board? remember touching the backs of those playing in dark magic and feeling a power greater than us, but weaker than the One we believe in? do not deny that.
we eat lies for breakfast when we compare ourselves to the television and magazines. we paint lies on our lashes when we lather ourselves in front of the mirror trying to make ourselves more beautiful. we step on a scale full of lies when we read numbers that are man made and mean nothing! we kiss lies when we feel empty, for the lies fill our imaginary souls (the imaginary souls being the ones we have the guts to acknowledge, the souls we have created. our real soul we do not acknowledge because it pains us too much).
there was a time when we were both young. we lived in this fantasy, and that fantasy was real. there was a time when we were young when we didn't fear shedding tears. there was a time when we were young and stupid, and yet possessed more Truth in us for we were untainted by the world.
and as feminists, we struck forth and followed society and educated ourselves for it was the only thing that could save us when we were already too far down. and now we read lies as education and fill ourselves with everything that cuts our soul to the core.
how can our hearts be connected when i never see you? you are my other half. sometimes i despise you for you are what i wish to become. and then i realize you are just as broken as me. i love you.
this has no conclusion, no happy ending, no words of hope. just do not deny what use to pump the blood through our veins. and one day we'll digest the black pills of darkness and be made brides.
i leave you with this:
when you wake in the dead of night with an idea so powerful it could kill, get up out of your bed and follow the light.
when you feel tied down, chains on your feet, wrist bound by another, get up and leave; never look back.
when you're ready to not turn back, dial my number and we'll sell all of our stuff in order to be free. i promise.
yours,
olive
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Uploaded on Dec 29, 2009
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empty.
i have so much to say about this photo
but nothing is going to come out.
i could change the (message deleted)
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Uploaded on Dec 28, 2009
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