somewhere we went wrong ,

Sometimes you loose the thing you've tried so hard to keep. And you can't do nothing about it.
Looking through old things, feelings come back and remind me of greater times.
Where everything was so much easier, where life was not a test.
There was nothing to do but live. without any responsibilities, or realities of the future.
It was just, then. that time. nothing else. no finances could stand in the way of our adventures.

now all that is left is some pictures and objects that just remind me that somehow it was
not all just a dream.



i guess we knew someday we had to comeback down to earth, but I didn't think the reality we had to face was going to be this, r a w . This q u i c k ly.

-in the midst-

I find myself amid of it all.

in the
mid-summer,
mid-adolescence,
mid-of all kinds of changes.

I am between the past and future,
and can feel myself griping tightly to both eras.

“When I was little, I dreamed of becoming an artist, I even attended art school for several years. I still can't forgive myself for giving up on painting. It's a whole other world, when you're creating something, however insignificant or imperfect it may seem to someone else, it's still amazing to you, this feeling you get.. it's hard to describe and I want it back so very much.”