<body> The serenity of a whitelighter-
The KID

Gia Jasmine
A piece from a splited mirror and I don't know who was the one looking in the mirror for the last time. A piece of a moonstone's serenity.I'm the only witness of my life captured in a photo that burned last autumn.

What I LOVE

Roses
Nights
Love

What I HATE

Pretending to care
Ignorance
Perfection

  • ianuarie 2009

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    What I think its beautiful

    Children
    Tears
    Smiles
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    ...Lost in beauty

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    duminică, 25 ianuarie 2009



    Between tommorow and yersterday there is an eternity full of glasses on wich the destiny scratched a way of codificated reflections...The reflection is not a piece of time.Time is relative,for the pure creation it even doesn't exist.But if you're sure it exists,lets it blend with you and go through you,like a reflection.At this time,what do you see in the mirror?

    the beauty exposed ;



    It's late,too late...but it's not late.

    the beauty exposed ;

    sâmbătă, 24 ianuarie 2009


    Yesterday I believed I was,today I belive I will be.

    the beauty exposed ;