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- Joined: Apr 14, 2012
took a bunch of footage in the woods yesterday..i got about 50 few-second-long clips, so here's a stabilized and shortened edit of them. i can upload the raw footage as a zip file or go out and tape more if you think i missed some specific shots. let me know! :)
i love you much too dearly
caught between two worlds
one of mine and one of yours
(i'll choose the former)
bustling bodies brush against each other
brief moments of intimacy
between skin and cloth
within a crowd
as train doors
(actually written on april 19, i'm just awfully lazy and didn't upload till today. please forgive me!)
rlp no. 36: conceptual self-portrait
trying to remain a child forever while also having actual responsibilities...me having to squeeze into my old rocking chair for this shot may be a sign that it's time to grow up, but i'll just ignore that.
three cheers for perpetual immaturity!
recently discovered my great grandfather's record album, figured i'd do some remixing ;)
i was going to crop it for a page, but thought it would be better to just leave it whole
i have the original and took other stock photos as well! will happily upload if anyone wants em
winter wind pushing through
the soft shadow of
and brittle fingers
upon the splintered floorboards
of a dimlit room
i will silently
scratch and claw your weak skin numb,
tearing you apart
- darkness (april 16) +V.O.
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darkness is merely
the absense of light
but the emptiness left behind
is quickly filled by your fright
fright for the monsters
gnawing and clawing at your dreams
trying to make space
for nightmares to go in between
no plastic nightlight
plugged into your wall
can protect you from shadows creeping up the stairs,
dancing down your hall
your door is pushed open
echoing just a slight creak
but enough to make your blood run heavy
and your bones feel weak
blinded by darkness,
you can still see your fateful death
and in a black-engulfed whisper
you ask, "will this be my last breath?"
no. not yet.
i promise, as you lie alone in an empty room
(but, i cannot promise that your time won't come soon.)
notebook design for the history repeats itself
i just used wirrow's mood board as the main resource, but i'd be happy to resource whatever he used in his record. (i do not know what specifically he remixed, though, so if you spot anything please link me to it! thank you!!)
also-let me know if anyone wants the layered psd file!
i wished on a clock
running two minutes ahead
whispering to myself,
please, let me be dead
but, if you make a wish too soon
does it still come true?
or just slightly early,
before i can say