| camden, maine is now one of my favourite places (a list that refuses to stop growing.)
i've decided to leave and there is a rather large guarantee that i will not return. if you'd like to find me, i'll be here waiting. but, expectations should be low. my words are simple and not well rehearsed. my photographs are mere memories captured on film and i cannot string words together to create beautiful poetry. i am just simply there; if that makes any sense at all.
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| different colours, different seasons, different places, different days.



 
  
" so imagine what you want and then hold on to that thought 'cause that's as close as it will ever come. and believe you're where you are. keep acting out the part. at the end of the day, the trees all get wheeled away and you'll be standing alone in a blank, blank space. so believe you're who you are and just stay in character. but at the end of the play, the audience walks away. and I'll be shivering cold on a well-lit stage. " |
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