When I take a picture of a person, it's the best compliment I can pay them in my eyes. I find that through the lens I can see you in a different light then ever before. Your insecurities are obvious but not valid, your troubles are known but not printable, all I see is suddenly everything you mean to me. A perfect personification of the best of who you are. Suddenly your eyes seem to be screaming, your lips seem to draw a story across your face, and your hair is dancing to a secrete song as it dances through the wind. Why do I take so many pictures of you? Because I have never seen eyes so full, so open, so loud as yours. You make me hopeful again.
Apr 30, 2007
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I feel pictured.
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