Category Archives: Eight Line Poem

I am a Busy Girl. |capitol letters|

The past six months of my life,

Work has become my wife

We became engaged

I became enraged

That I had no time to write

There is so much I could say

If only words were worth pay

But until then enjoy this brief picture history.

 

 

 

 

Dear Blog,

I really did not forget about you.

In the future,

I promise to..

write more about thangs.

including,

-LOTS of new photo shoots, from Kenra Professional to Film Noir Night

-the IMOCA John Waters event

-escapades in art school

-local music videos

-and more Boosta! exclusives.

 

I also promise to

re-vamp this damn blog.

It’s looking quite boring, isn’t it?

 

 


What Happens When the Sun Vomits?

“lifes a bitch, cause if it was a slut it would be easy”

“love me or hate me, either way its still an obsession”

“I know I am not perfect and I dont live to be but before you start pointing fingers at me, you better make sure your hands are still clean”

“life is like photography, we develop from negatives”

“I live life to the fullest and don’t let anyone tear me down”

“life is too short to be head over heels in drama”

“live laugh love”

If you live by any of these,

rethink your choices.

Please.

[Stock Photo, like the banal platitudes recited here]


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