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My name's Michelle , and I uprooted my life last year and moved to the beautiful province of British Columbia. I've since explored Europe, went backpacking down the coast, and moved back to the silly and safe city of Edmonton. My dog Mylo and I are constantly adventuring, because we are sick of the mundane. I live in an awesome house full of lovely roommates, I speak fluent russian, and I finished my second year of university and am attempting to pick a path but if you don't know where you're going , any road will get you there. I'm a dreamer, but aren't we all . Travelling, tea, music, and love keep the earth turning.

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This site will be dedicated to all my photography , a girls exploration of her world.
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"Californiacation skylines and smoke, I hung onto every word that you spoke. The crimson blood hues and the summertime blues, you were mine and I yours to use and abuse. Lost in the reverie of a summer memory, your voice was my soundtrack my ears beg for your melody. Tormented by regret and a want to make things okay, all of me wants you everyday. And I’m scared because I don’t fall, I’ve always known better. But I can’t shake the feeling that we’re unstoppable together. For someone like me thats a lot to admit, but I let you in my system and I need another hit. Yearning and dreaming of that nicotine kiss, it’s our legs wrapped up in sheets and the coastline I miss. Nostalgia and desire remind me of the fire that ignites within me when i see you , i need to see you , its dire. Our untameable attraction that’s futile to hide, darling, what I’d do to have you by my side. But my heart that raced and rushed stands still and mourns the ocean crossing till I chase the sunset in your passenger seat with your hand of my thigh in the summer heat. Every cigarette fills my lungs with you, the songs I put on make me think of us too. I can’t drink wine without tasting your touch. We had too little and we had too much ." Final copy. i need to forget about him.
Posted 28 Jun
tattereddreams:

Whether you think you can, or you think you can’t—you’re right.
tattereddreams:

I can finally do a headstand !
Horse drawn carriage rides down the avenue.
Krakov, Poland.
Off on another adventure.
My beautiful Nastya .