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one of the best things is talking to a person I barely know for hours and hours walking around the city not paying any attention to my surroundings or the hour of night and getting into silly arguments an caring less somehow that he didn’t believe in love than that he didn’t believe in movies worth watching, and being so cold and tired, with no money for dinner but no real need, and lots of new ideas and old memories brought back, but most of all good company.
I'm 16, I'm a college student, I take pictures, I meet people and I can fall in love with almost anyone or anything. I'm alive, and most of the time that feels like a miracle. I have an obsessive need to create things and to capture moments however I can. Memories are my lifesource, Forgetting is my enemy. I want no endings, nothing lost, completed or disposed of. I want to keep everything close and keep it forever.
Find me on livejournal [kenniekoala] DeviantArt [confoundfidelity] Last Fm [mystictrapezoid]or aim[xxkenniebirdxx]
