Here are some of the pictures I take. Nature ones, and were earlier this year. Amateur.

Cold Hearted

I am a cold hearted bitch, appartently.  Is it odd that when I heard this, I felt pleasured?  Another part of me wanted to curl into a ball, cry, and yell "How could she SAY that?!" 
But I thought, like the girl I am "cool." 
"When I look into your eyes, I just see darkness.  Emptiness." 
"Oooh, I LIKE that!"  Let's just say, I'm going to store that away as a compliment. 
That's one of my oddities.  I do NOT like being complimented on my school inteligence, or looks. 
Do not like it. 
But. if you touch up on the stuff defined as "creepy," then I'm all smiles.
Did I mention just how odd I am?  And I'm not edven telling you the WHOLE of it.

Deals With The World

Whoever is up there, around here, or down there, has dealt me some crappy cards.
But you know what?
I can still play to win.

Yes, no, or Just Maybe?

Friends.  Now, everyone knows there is no positive yes, or no.  There is a different point of veiw, perspective, or angle. 
So.  No one is completely in love, or positively in love.  But then that means that no one is fully out of love, either.
No true love.  It's a myth. 
Now, back to friends.  No one has perfect friends.  You can look at bad friends, and say "We aren't like that."
Oh, yes, you are. It's just it's internal and little stabs, ones that aren't fully veiwed on display, but definetly not hiding.  No real friends.  No one has that. 

Up For A Swim?

I feel my mind wandering, random thoughts speed by.  I have been writing on my hand in blue ink so I don't forget anything that pops up as I daze into space, swimming deeply in my mind.
Sometimes I wish I could drown in it.  Get so deep, that I can feel the water moving it's way up my body.  Or maybe I could dive in, head first, doing that weird swimming move.
My friend says I swim like a mermaid, while everyone else says I swim like a fish.  All I do is move my body in my wave.
But swimming in my mind, so much that I can feel the waves my my thought process as I swim, would seem so right.

Emotions

I know in the one before that I said I hate crying.  I have found a more detailed answer.  I hate crying in front of people. 
But I like crying.  It's a release of all the bitter emotions flowing out of your eyes.
Crying is something I don't think I can live without.  It's addicting. 

Feelings

I hate emotions.  Well, that's not true.  I like certain  emotions.
I know, thats kinda bad, but still.
I am a female, and emotions are doubled for me.  (I come from a very emotional family)  And I hate it.
Hate
Hate
Hate,
Hate it. 
Hate. It.
The tears, the saddness, the depression.  I hate crying.  I hate it, especially when I can't help it.  I don't even have to be upset, I'll just start crying.  I hate it. 
My little brother has it worse.  Which is odd, since he is male, but it's probably in our blood.  I hate his crying too.  His face gets red, his cheeks like two big tomatose pushed against eachother after a rain storm. 
His eyebrows cave in, and his eyes get red.  
Me?  My nose gets red and my eyes get watery.  My voice doesn't crack, which I sonsider a blessing.  I'll be in a verbal fight, and yelling, I'll start crying and my voice is stilll loud. 
I hat it when they sorta blubber when they cry, like they start talking while their crying andit sounds all watery.  It makes me think of bubbles. 
But I still hate them.  I wonder if I can put them in a test tube and throw them over a bridge.