I don't think I have reached the bottom. I won't do it this time either.
It's been too long since I've been taking this load, journeys full of people.
People that won't ever reach to give a name to their own inconsistency; people that will keep on telling to the world that it's called "moral".
It's been a long time since I've seen my death and you along with me.
Unbearable glances and loud voices keep denying us life, holding our love like the sharpest weapon.
Arrogant and blind as it seems, they've already lost against us and they cannot accept our fight anymore.
In particular because they know that life would've crown us victorious.
I've found another path...but we must tear us apart to go both of us along.
I know that courage will bloom from tonight's ashes.
These scars tell a half life story, a hanging on story that only a few would like to hear.
But it's me who must write this ending and I sign my life with blood.
Goodbye my love.

Photographer:

goonies

Uploaded:

2012-11-10

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Camera:

Nikon FE2

Albums:

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