

pretty boys break hearts.sometimes I think Im just a mess of badly drawn lines. Im just scrawled veins beneath paper rough skin, I wear poorly sketched scars on my thighs [skin deep red pen lines] and even my smile is lop-sided- but he never seemed to notice. my skin [spread like thick icing over my skeleton] is a monotonous pattern of pores, a stretch of the world the sun never kissed. I cant see the beauty in multitudes of freckles and chipped fingernails- but he does.pretty boys break hearts.
why do you love me?
you make me happy.
I never could figure out just how. was it
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Photography is a gift. A gift to catch one second, one moment, one memory in time that you will remember forever. And to see that moment in a picture is just amazing But even photography cant really capture exactly what your eyes saw and your heart felt.
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