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That girl. I knew her of her. Lost, afraid and slightly mad. Voices. I knew them well. Never could they both agree. The first voice tells her; You'll never be loved. Don't lie to yourself. You are Useless Pitiful Ugly Weak Nothing What a burden. But the second voice tells her; You are loved. Don't listen to him. You are Perfect Amazing Kind Compassionate Beautiful The girl chose the first voice. I should know. That girl is I.

Mistakes, frustrations, sometimes the ugliest of concepts can make the prettiest art. Sometimes the passion and pain in someones eyes can be so haunting, yet so beautiful. Love, passion and pain are my inspirations. I look inside my heart to find what I truly want to create. What are your inspirations?

Ahh, love. Cryptic, beautiful, strange, new, exciting. It is my current inspiration, along with nature, to my art. I haven't posted much for a few months, with all my distractions and such. And I hope that I will plunge back into photography just as I did a few years ago, when I realized that it was my passion.