i bought this camera to take pictures of my love. Now that she is gone i don’t have anybody to take pictures of.

i’m driving down this lonely highway trying to find a subject. i realize my subject is in every mirror.

i’m looking for landscapes and subjects. I’m taking bad self portraits.

i never thought my life would result to this. Attending to myself and not the next kiss.

handheld is my form for i want my imperfections to be blurred.

i try to capture a new feeling but the sadness always steals the show.

i’m looking for landscapes and subjects. I’m taking bad self portraits.

why cant i still show you how much i love you like when we were alone.

i cant see myself meeting someone meant for me as i did when you were by my side.

my camera doesn’t seem to understand how hurt i am. the images are poor and don’t showcase my handsomeness.

i’m looking for landscapes and subjects. I’m taking bad self portraits.