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Wanderlust, the album track list.
created by me.
I didn’t expect the light I’ve searched for, inside of myself for so long, would illuminate the worst is someone else.
Diamond bright I wanted to shine. Wanting to be your most precious gem.
But inside the reflection of each prism was tiny secret that stayed trapped until now.
Seeing himself for what and who he is, and in his entirety..
So we all can have a real opportunity at loving him and he can have a real opportunity to receive love.
Sometimes what you think is right isn’t right for someone else.
He think he needs fixing so he implants the idea that everyone thinks he broken.
No choice is clear.
Making a choice between “us” and him.
I chose him.
Breaking the last thread holding it all together.
Trust is broken.
Nothing can flourish in this moment.
All Hope is lost in disparity.
My existence wiped from the depths of being to the surface of social.
The words I love you
now void.
Sometimes you just don’t win. Sometimes you’re the devil.
Love
i felt inspired to create this.
instagram.
Wanderlust, the album track list.
created by me.
I didn’t expect the light I’ve searched for, inside of myself for so long, would illuminate the worst is someone else.
Diamond bright I wanted to shine. Wanting to be your most precious gem.
But inside the reflection of each prism was tiny secret that stayed trapped until now.
Seeing himself for what and who he is, and in his entirety..
So we all can have a real opportunity at loving him and he can have a real opportunity to receive love.
Sometimes what you think is right isn’t right for someone else.
He think he needs fixing so he implants the idea that everyone thinks he broken.
No choice is clear.
Making a choice between “us” and him.
I chose him.
Breaking the last thread holding it all together.
Trust is broken.
Nothing can flourish in this moment.
All Hope is lost in disparity.
My existence wiped from the depths of being to the surface of social.
The words I love you
now void.
Sometimes you just don’t win. Sometimes you’re the devil.
Love
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mel tomlinson photographed by daniel s. sorine