Photo by lilypenelope

Photo by lilypenelope

I guess there are people that with or without glasses do not see a thing. And seriously, not seeing is one thing, do not want to see is another one. Photo by lilypenelope

We used to drink this very sweet soda when we were children. I still remember the extremely sweet strawberry taste. I bought it again, almost 20 years after I drank the last one. It's not so sweet anymore. And it tastes of natural strawberry. Damn....! I so miss those chemical fake strawberry flavors!! Photo by lilypenelope

Photo by lilypenelope

Are You leaving? Are You escaping from Something? From Someone? From Yourself? Or are you running towards Something? Towards Someone? Or towards Yourself? Photo by lilypenelope

Photo by lilypenelope

Photo by lilypenelope

Lately I've been "Bookmarking" events, anecdotes, other important things that happened throughout my life...strange exercise. Yet I'm learning a lot! Photo by lilypenelope

Photo by lilypenelope

I've been asked to create a sort of emotional essay...not really sure how, why and whatever! Yet...this picture is what comes to my mind. The colors of my soul. Photo by lilypenelope

Rusted Soul, resting in a blurred world. Detach yourself from your corrosive memories. Go back to your initial state, in a colorful world, oh my [T]-Rusted Soul.

Photo by lilypenelope

Photo by lilypenelope

Photo by lilypenelope

You are just a piece of Junk! Not because I think so but because that's where I found you, in a junk yard. I have a different opinion though on your identity essence. You are amazingly interesting. What is your story? Where did you come from? Who owned you? Who put you here? I wanted to take you home with me. Maybe hang you on my living room wall. To admire you, to imagine where were you before. But You are still in the Junk yard. The wall was to high to be climbed. I had to leave you there. Since ultimately you are just a piece of Junk. Unfortunately. But at least I have a snapshot to remember you. Photo by lilypenelope

I thought I had a great idea when I woke up. What was it though? Maybe it wasn't even great, Maybe it wasn't even an idea...just a thought. Photo by lilypenelope

There are those days that, even if the world is black and white, with shadows of gray, my world is full of colors. Yes, there are those days. Photo by lilypenelope

Photo by lilypenelope

Photo by lilypenelope

Round and Round and Round I go, where/when I'll stop nobody knows! Photo by lilypenelope

Photo by lilypenelope

What's hidden beneath the petals in a flower before its blossoming time? Beauty? Nature is going to decide. And you'll now what lays beneath the doors to its heart! What's hidden behind the doors to your soul? Beauty? Fear? Happiness? Nature is going to decide. Just remember where in tha heck you have put the keys... but maybe you forgot...but hey....it's human Nature! Photo by lilypenelope