Personal photographs should be used to remind ourselves of who we are rather than who we want to be seen as.
I prefer the darkness,
in ways it is the best
Accompanied by unknown,
it leaves you with a quest.
You can sit in fear,
but me, I feel around
Too much to find
in this short time,
Is this darknessĀ or a playground?
My earliest memory from my life would have to be when I smeared peanut butter all over my parents wall when I was 3 years old. I still remember to this day standing facing the wall grabbing handfulls of peanut butter from the jar I had found in the kitchen and rubbing it as high and as low as I could on the wall. My mom told me later on that it took 6 months of painting and repainting to cover the peanut oil that had soaked into the drywall. haha Overall, I find it a funny memory. :)