tired

you look happy. she looks pretty.
i guess i should have thought that this would happen.
i just didn't think it would be so soon. / i didn't want to think about it.
i know you're a good guy. she's lucky.
and you look happy. and she looks pretty.


when i was observing about half of that last night,
it evoked something in me; a .. a power and almost a powerful anger.
which converted immediately into photos that were much different than i've done before.
so thanks for that. but i'm not mad at you. like i said, you're happy? she's pretty?
i guess the stuff i did last night was just so you'd notice me.
i think that my attempt is a little pitiful in comparison to that photo.
it's times like this when i don't like photography.
i forget that it captures moments like that
when you look happy and she looks pretty.
good for the two of you.

i wanted to quit the week last night. but now i want to quit a littleeee more.
i'm lame. i know. but no one is around anymore to see that. oh, well.
i'm going to wallow for awhile - i feel like it.
and i don't have photos when you look happy and i look pretty.
not like that at least.