It's weird, before I started cutting I always thought these images looked so realistic, but more often than not, I find myself thinking "...What? That's not the color of blood!" Ah, the way things open your eyes.
Of course, I'm not saying fake blood makes a photo worse, I'm not saying that at all. Just a .. Realization?
It's odd... To think the way you USED to think, then to think they way you now think... So much happens in so little time, at least fo me. It's kind of weird, how often my mind changes, but maybe that's for the better. It seems to me that I always enjoy the new mind better, as a fresher, more intelligent, more knowledgeable view...
But anyhow, I suppose it's better that these photos are taken with fake blood. Although, may I say, the real blood.. the real pain... the real wound... Ah yes, it does something for me.












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Espiritu de Leona.
greets from vienna
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I found Jesus.
he was behind the sofa all the time.
my english sucks...haha..i know
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Nature does not hurry, yet everything is accomplished
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Your Loving Amazon
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Life sucks, females are confusing & manipulative, males are dicks and ass's, the world is all f'ed up!
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Euh... quoi ?
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