Nikkor 50mm f/1.8G Prime Lens

Fucking love this lens.

Say hi to my dog.

Lab mix Pitbull.

The connection I have with you.

Is like no other. That’s why I picked you out of the other fish in the sea. There may be prettier, sexier, hotter girls out there but that doesn’t really matter to me, because I can see myself with you more than I will ever see myself with them. You make me feel good. I’m nothing but happy when I’m with you. Your kisses spark my heart and your hugs keep me warm. I love how I can just act me, and how you act you when we’re together, we bring the best out of each other. You’re the one who has my heart and I feel safe knowing that it’s in your hands. Just wanted you to know that.

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What’s better than spending the whole day with you?

Just me and you, my troubles behind me because you simply take them away. We would talk about yours and I would kiss you to make those go away. Our intimate conversations would transition from jokes to deeper interventions of the pain that we go through everyday with our troubled lives, that would all be fixed when we bind hands and lock lips. I smile because you smile, I laugh because your dorky giggle is so cute. With no disputes. No awkward silences, but silences where our souls correlate while we stare into each others eyes, seeing past physical features and appreciating the intellectual being. I never want to escape from your embrace, for it is my sanctuary, my happiness.

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The feeling of being lonely

One of the worst feelings in the world isn’t it? Everyone feels it, I don’t care if you are the most popular person in the whole world or you are Tom from Myspace, you still feel it. Others feel it more than some, but everyone feels it regardless. It sucks when everyone around you at school during lunch or in class is laughing their asses off and you are kind of just sitting there like ‘what am I doing here’. You feel excluded and uncared for, and you sort of, just want to leave. It sucks when you are at a family gathering and everyone is talking to each other joyfully while you are in the corner of the room or on the couch looking through your phone trying to find someone to text, but even then, no one texts back. All your friends on Facebook talk about how much fun they had that night when you are sitting in your room feeling like complete shit. The feeling of loneliness, it sucks.

Why do I even wait for you…

Why do I even bother to expect a call from you, expect a message from you, expect anything from you. Even when I know in the back of my mind that you aren’t, I still constantly check my phone for your calls and text, and I even check my tumblr and look at the messages to see if maybe just maybe you thought about leaving me something there. All I do is disappoint myself, sometimes I walk away from my phone leaving it for an hour or two feeling big and bad like a boss not giving two fucks but then after all that I run to my phone with a smile on my face with that deceiving feeling of knowing that you either called or texted, only just to find myself with a frown and a reason to keep my head down. It’s almost like I have my back turned walking the opposite direction from you, but my little big heart pulls my shirt trying to stop me and tell me that I’m not doing the right thing. I don’t really know what I’m doing from this point on, I’m kind of incomplete without you.

I miss you, please tell me if you do too…