Saturday, November 20, 2010

The juvenile delinquent & the lost girl.





The things that seem so simple, suddenly so far out of reach.

Saturday, October 9, 2010

Sunday, September 19, 2010

That pale rose skirt, & her hair in a bow.

Screams from the windows, flames from the door. The sirens start to wail, as the rain starts to pour.

Friday, September 10, 2010

We're both just accidents waiting to happen.

Not every one can be as strong as a marionette with spider silk for strings.