Inside the streetlights shine blue and you can taste
the air, salty and expected. Your eyes might stop
on the chicken dancing inside a box, or the man
throwing coins at anyone who walks by, including you.
Screaming Why am I alive? when all you want
is to make it to the other side where your mother is waiting
holding a cherry pie, only half her mouth smiling
and a cat curled around her feet. The sun
collides with the moon every other week, and you
might see a spider inside a tree and your mother might
branch out, might eat her own pie.
You might walk outside.
"There is nothing in this world that loves you back."








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IT'S ALL ABOUT PERSPECTIVES.
photography: my life, my love, my obsession.
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GINGERS OF THE EARTH.... UNITE!
We shall take over the world.
I know what you're thinking: Oh no.
But it's not like that! I know what I want!
Text: The city is at war. (my favorite song by Cobra Starship.... dont put the things in parenthesis in the icon please its for aim)
Other stuff: You get total creative freedom! Yay! Don't even ask me what the background color should be because I don't know
please
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GINGERS OF THE EARTH.... UNITE!
We shall take over the world.
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I had to beat them to death with their own shoes. Nasty business, really, but sure enough I got the M&M's.
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A soft taco is like a hard taco..just more emotional.
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GINGERS OF THE EARTH.... UNITE!
We shall take over the world.
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A soft taco is like a hard taco..just more emotional.
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