In search of: Myself.
April. 19. Montana. Music. Photography. Girls.


"They tell us beautiful lies and paint for us an image of a perfect world, and though things aren’t wonderful now, they tell us that it soon will be. Then, we see the world for what it really is, and we don’t want to live here anymore. We realize that even when it’s better, it never is as wonderful as they told us it will be."