fail II

1st some prose....

//nervous system youth//

and we sat there in my car and we traded stories. stories of love, loss, and woe. stories from years to weeks ago. and knowing that people have the same fucked up nightmares as you, makes things just a little bit better. seeing yr own weakness in other people, makes things just a little bit better. and i want to wish you the best, but i can't… the best i can do, is only slightly fucking hate you… but this will pass in time. laughing about things that break yr heart really makes me feel warm inside.  and all our memories are black and white photos yellowing with age.  hidden away in some locked file cabinet. only to be looked at in special circumstances. and little by little there fading to dust. and all i'll remember is the fucked-up-ness of it. just the way things were before, they'll be after. and that whole thing in the middle, those events and those things, they're disappearing fast. the history is getting fuzzy.  and like everything else, soon i won't be able to recall any of it...

ok... thanks for paying attention....

this is the second time we can't take pictures because its too late, but's it chillen... its funny seeing people from four years ago... to me thats a god damn long time... hahahahah... these first two photos were taking at work, but i think they perfectly fit the "complex" concept....

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...cell phone towers are my antennas to heaven...

and of course the best of the failed photos....

fail 003

fail 004

ok... so what do you think of my photography style? i took all these photos on a regular digital camera then photoshopped em up a bit.... i know, photoshop bad... but i don't know anyone with a dark room, plus the film camera we got is on the fritz...  regardless, i like these... i'm gonna keep on doin em, wether you like em or not! ahahahahahah, ya jerk!

also, i'm doing the layout for the zine, i'm trying my hardest not to lose interest... c'mon bad feelings, where are you when i need you!!