~maezieism

I'm back, with an slr this time (not mine yet, but wait for it!) and a basic workshop certificate. I'm hoping to enroll in the advanced workshop in February. What do you think? Should I take it all the way?

I hope you like my gallery so far. More and more pictures to come! Will strive to take nicer photos and become a better photog as well. Shempre shempre. Pwede pwede. And devArt's always gonna be the home for my photos.

Merry Christmas! Happy New Year! Happy Valentines! Haha.

So yeah. I'm proud to say that EVERYTHING here, I took.
(Well except for those with me in them, doi. And the screenshots.)

Thanks for the many comments!
Thanks ALL.

Don't hesitate to leave your marks. Comments/critiques/tips/etc are greatly appreciated --- no bashing though, ayt?

Much love.

~maezieism

"The perfect words never crossed my mind,
'Cause there was nothin' in there but you."

In the confusion and the aftermath,
You are my signal fire.

When I'm lying in your bed, I play the motions through my head
You know that I'm thinking, I'm thinking...
And I have reasons to believe that I'm not the only one you spend this time with
But I'll stay

You say you're weak, you wont let me down
You lie through your teeth, you smile in your sleep

When we met you said we were the same, you know
That we're different, we're different
And all the times you promised me that everything would work out in the end
You were gravely mistaken

When you're lying in your bed, the eulogy's been read
You know that it's fitting, you lie

You smile.
I deserve better than this.

Broken hopes falling away, don't you have something to say?
Does it make you sleep? Emptiness of words that you've said scars
In my heart that you left now
I'm close to dying, everything's failing with thoughts of you now
I'm down without knowing what's true with the way you look at someone else

Everyone's saying just try to be strong, how I wish that I'm just being wrong
Would you try to hear me out? The mood of distraction's prevailing tonight,
Have you seen what's the best and what's right?
Now you're gone and you're on your own
The ghost of my presence is saying goodbye and I'll die without making things right
And you're gone, and I'm on my own broken glass, cut me to sleep
Wounds are disected so deep, I don't want to wake up
I need this blood to warm my hands and you don't have to understand

You just got me all wrong.