this is for life's little
musings, and wishful
thinkings, and moments
when words make too
much sense.
musings, and wishful
thinkings, and moments
when words make too
much sense.
A by Ei.Ka
with no place to stand.
the “i hate when you drink without me” phase came after the “you cheated on me” one, so first came the trust that he broke.
An old painting I did in 2009 - Watercolor on paper
Illustration for the song Fish by Hey Ocean!
gorgeous.
This past Saturday, I volunteered as a photographer at Pop Up Chapel, which was held at the Merchant’s Gate in Central Park. I am so glad I did, even though I was still hurting a bit from my injured back. 24 couples who, up until a few weeks ago, were not legally allowed to wed in the state of New York, were married in beautiful ceremonies to the cheers of their loved ones & complete strangers who lined the fences to watch.
I’ll be posting more photos later today, but in the meantime here’s a shot I took while standing in one of the two beautiful chapels, called “The Ribbon.”
“ it’s the way a thought constricts your spine,
small dreams leave you so behind,
i’m running ‘round your crazy mind,
leaving fingerprints for you to find ”
when the world gets in my face, i say have a nice day
i haven’t been on tumblr in forever, and it’s almost funny because of everything that has happened since i last was. ;P
go figure. i’ll try better now!! welcome me back?
why is it so completely unbelieveable for me to respond the way i do when there’s shit being told to me about josie? i don’t know what happened, i don’t know what you may be leaving out of what you’re telling me. you act like i fuckin’ killed your dog every time i mention something about it. i know it sucks. it’s just as bad, if not worse, for me as it is for you. i just need reassurance.
