"and a message comin from my eyes says leave it alone"

All Photography by Faith Martin of Real People Photography
Topshop vest, Ray Ban Aviators, Vintage shorts, United Arrows Jacket, American Apparel acid wash shirt, Frye boots, Don't Be A Hero Jewelry
Faith's Clothing by Urban Outfitters

I've been working on a few things, all massively distracting and keeping me away from the epic bloggers out there. But I'm about to free up a bit (well, in some ways) and hopefully I'll be able to return more regularly than once a month

An exerpt:

Seeing that, watching the first thing go right, all my adrenaline drained. I felt like there should have been a visible shadow of energy next to me, like if I could look quickly enough, I'd see it maliciously escaping. I could feel it leave me, like reaching that point was enough reason for my body to give out now that something, anything was secure. Could almost hear it say "we've got to pass out now, nothing else matters. You've reached the minimum and that's all I need to give out, don't really care what you think about it. I'll take any reason to let this go." Try and fight that. Try and reason with Exhaustion and tell it, "but I'm not finished yet." See how far you get.