I’m starting a different tumblr, as well as a community photography blog. The latter can be found here: http://entropyphotography.tumblr.com . Anyone can submit, and I think it would be really cool if all you photographers out there did that. I’m starting everything over completely from scratch for my personal blog, but I’d really like to get the word out for the community blog because I think it’ll be a really fun thing for everyone. I’ll see you all around, some time.
Probably forever, but I can’t be sure.
My dashboard would always brighten my day when I got home, but not anymore. All of you are amazing, really, you are. I just feel… I don’t know. My life is kindof insane right now. It’s beautifully insane, the kind where joy and depression dance around eachother constantly. I just don’t feel like I have anyone on here. I have 112 followers on here, and just over 900 posts. I was expecting to reach my 1000th post this month. I don’t know where this change of heart came from, but it’s here. So I want to thank those 112, and all the people I’ve followed, for making this such a great place to be.
You’ll all probably see me again with a different account. I’ll probably start again one day. But the truth is that I don’t expect anyone to remember me. I guess I just do a lot of leaving these days.
Goodbye.
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Thanks for following me also :] nice to meet you missskeletonkey <— love the name x] and your blog
Nice to meet you too :) d’awww thankyou.
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If you want to know the truth, there are some people on this Earth who are like crutches. They support you through something new, teach you how to get on your own two feet. They teach you how to be independent, and all of a sudden this whole new door of opportunity and possibility and downright beauty is in front of you. It’s at that moment in the doorway when you realize you can’t explore this new world with them. You can’t climb mountains or dive into oceans or fly through valleys with them. Your supports become restraints. They hold you back, and you have to let go.
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