Disquieted
"I'm sorry. I didn't know you were coming or I'd have cleaned up a little more. My life, I mean, not just the apartment."
I'm natashia marie. I like the dark, the cold and the rain. I'm into watching movies, quiet places, art, the ability to take a drive, brown eyes and dimples. I'm interested in people- not genders. I'm disgustingly bitter, but I'm learning.

I've got a family, a handful of friends, a bottle or two of ink and a Tanisha, and that's all I need.

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→ Feb 2012

Photographs are so weird. They capture things entirely, happiness, sadness, strength, laughter, anger, love. And even when someone doesn’t feel like any of these things later, they still felt it in the photo. It doesn’t go away. It’s frozen in time. It’s there. It’s there forever.

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