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I'm Madison.
Photography is my Passion.
I'm a closet poet.
I hold a special place in my heart for powerful quotes.
I'm a hopeful romantic.
Laughter is my medicine.
I love words.
I consider myself a deep thinker.
I fear failure.

And, this is my blog. Expect photos galore, sappy thoughts/feelings about love and general mumblings about everything.

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18 February 09
16 February 09
Soft Folds of Supple Flesh

Soft Folds of Supple Flesh

15 February 09

Pieces of Me

There are pieces of me that lie dormant, hidden away from the winter that ravages my being with your absence. I sustain on merely what is needed, merely what is enough until my sun returns. With the return of you, comes the return of myself. Happiness sprouts within my soul and flourishes beneath your love.

12 February 09
I found God, at the corner of 1st and Amastad.
Posted: 5:33 PM
It’s time that I got myself a nice suit, so that I can look respectable for you.
— (via adamschooley)

Reblogged: knivesinmyeyes

9 February 09

Reblogged: unnerving

7 February 09

Love according to children.

becstfu:

havent-got-a-prayer:

heartscontent:

Actual children’s answers to the question “what is love?”

“When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth.” - Billy, age 4

“Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other.” - Karl, age 5

“Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.” - Chrissy, age 6 

“Love is what makes you smile when you’re tired.” - Terri, age 4

“Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK.” - Danny, age 7

“Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss.” - Emily, age 8

“Love is what’s in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen.” - Bobby, age 7

“If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate,” - Nikka, age 6

“Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday.” - Noelle, age 7

“Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well.” - Tommy, age 6

“During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn’t scared anymore.” - Cindy, age 8

“My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don’t see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night.” - Clare, age 6

“Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken.” - Elaine, age 5

“Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Brad Pitt.” - Chris, age 7 

“Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.” - Mary Ann, age 4

“I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones.” - Lauren, age 4

“When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn’t bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That’s love.” - Rebecca, age 8

“When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.” - Karen, age 7

“You really shouldn’t say ‘I love you’ unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget.” - Jessica, age 8

Reblogged: becstfu

6 February 09

The Bad Thing

You know the bad thing about the world being round? There are no corners. No safe places to press your back up against. No place where everyone is infront of you, and no one behind. In this world, there is always someone behind who you can’t see, and it’s impossible to know if they are up to no good.

4 February 09

Reblogged: ohohjulie

Posted: 7:18 PM
Themed by Hunson. Originally by Josh