i'm starting a photo project.
and i'm going to make a list of things to photograph, like, tons of things.
i'm also making a new deviantart, for my new work. and i'll edit this journal when i make it [: now i am so physced to do this, please don't kill me. i might be using black & white film, or digital work edited. if i use the black and white, i must develop it myself, which makes it easy for me to do what i want [: so bare with me here, i want this to work, i got this.

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editttt#1 - [link]

-watch me.

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editttt#2 - [link]

-instead of watching me up there, watch me here, kay?!?!?!

I hear jerusalem bells a ringing
roman cavalry choirs are singing
be my mirror, my sword and shield
my missionaries in a foreign field
for some reason i can't explain,
once you go there was never, never an honest word
that was when i ruled the world

school, is out
well, technically. tomorrow we have an hour to pick up report cards and stuff
i'm going to miss everyone, but i'll see tons of people over the summer, too
overall: i'm so physced!

oh'm, and prepare for more deviatons,
like a lot more [:

have really sucked.

a polaroid
get me one plz
maybe it'll cure my cough

we all walk by people in this world and we don't stop to stare
we just keep on moving forward
moving forward can seem like the fastest way to make progress
to finish your goal in life
to finish life itself
but if none of us know what the point of life is
how do we know how to make progress
maybe the point is to love, maybe the point is to hate, or to kill, to speak, to meet new people, to get an education, to be successful, to be an influence, to be a friend, to be an enemy
or maybe it's just to experience everything
if everyone would just stop for a moment and think
we might know
all of us together
but some of us hate homeless people, some of us hate fat people, some of us hate gay and lesbian people, some of us hate black people, some of us hate white people, some of us hate the human race, some of us hate animals, some of us hate rich people, some of us hate everybody, and everything
and maybe without all the hatrid in the world, maybe, just maybe, something could be accomplished
maybe life is like a video game
when you get to the end, you win
or maybe you have tons of lives, and you just keep going
and going
and going
and going on for level and level
and when you reach the top
you might die forever
game over no wins just loses
or maybe
we're just immortal