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shot.

This is Yun Yun. She was an absolute dream to shoot! So beautiful and so full of energy. She designs her own clothes, which are beautiful as well. And can you believe I did her hair myself?! Needless to say, I'm very pleased with the outcome of this shoot (and I love the pink!)

v-day.

Yesterday was Valentine's day. And this being my first V-day with a significant other to actually share it with, you could guess it was pretty special for me. Gregory got me one box of chocolates:

And one dinner to Olive Garden, including one bowl of minestrone, one salad, one breadstick, two slices of bruschetta, and one glass of raspberry lemonade. Oh, I love italian food.
Speaking of v-day, it's impossible to forget my girl Eve Ensler (if you don't recall, she compiled and noted a lovely book the vagina monologues). This woman has deemed February 14th V-day (not for "valentine") to recognize all of the violence that happens to women daily around the world. She's made it a global day for recognizing that sexual and physical violence happens to girls every day and that we plan to stop it. You can read up on this topic more, here. Please take a look, mm? Eve, you rock my vagina.
Happy belated V-day.

oh, and..

number one: new haircut.
I did the unexpected and kept it almost exactly the same (oh, the irony!)
don't be fooled by the infrared, if anything its blacker than ever before.
I feel refreshed.

number two: new wallet,
it's enough to make me feel all new inside and out.
mmmm, yes.

mmmm.

first off, happy birthday, daddy!

second off, you know how some people desire things so badly, and others don't care?

thats me, in a nutshell.

maybe its because my wants are so lame, even to me. but i still want them, more than pretty much anything. photography, art, and philosophy. this is my entire life as of lately. we'll just have to see how things go.

please understand.

Breathe.

Out of the sadness, we realize what we really want.

All I want is to really feel alive.
For everyone, it's different. For the past almost-nine-months I've been learning and understanding things completely different than I have in the past. To consider everyone in the world that deserves a fighting chance, and those here in this country that don't care about anything remotely similar.
And all I can think about is revolution.

god damn.
The soundtrack to this feeling can be found here.

"this is surrender, to a war-torn life i've lived. scars and stripes forever. in need of change i can't resist.
no need to hide from anything anymore, i can't return to who i was before. i can finally breathe - suddenly alive. i can finally move - the world feels revived. this long of a struggle finally opened up my eyes. a revolution's not easy with a civil war on the inside."

I can only picture myself holding an A.K, running. for my life. to make things better for everyone else, maybe that's something worth dying for. worth fighting for. The woman comrade amongst a room of bearded men. I must pay attention. It's not a war between sexes, races,
or ages,
only classes.
The suffering in the world is caused by all the few who have all the riches. And the billions in the world that cannot seem to grasp any of it, they die. The only way to fight the good battle, is with fire. No protests. No peace talks or rally's. Only my comrades, my fraternity, my brothers, and I. with guns and our knowledge, and our hope.
our vision is not too far off.
we have nothing to lose but our chains!