there really isn't much of an explanation for this. while in the process of packing and getting ready to move i came across this stack of letters i had written someone several months back. letters that i never intended to send. a therapeutic exercise of sorts.
so why did i burn them?
it felt appropriate i suppose
i have always risen from my own ashes, like a phoenix, and this was just another one of those times.
captured in photographs.
Ashes... such a pretty word for such an ugly thing
© r.johanna arts 2009
3 comments:
IM JEALOUS!!!!!!!!!!!! i want light something on fire now! hahahahahahahahahahahaha
and no im the pyromaniac u have Jean greys powers (i cant spell it) telekenisis (hahahahahaha) wut ever
no i am like jean grey as the phoenix so i get fire power and tk. suck on that.
screw you!
hahaha
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