Tim Walker

"When I think about it, photographs to me are really a kind of dream state. It’s not about a good dream, or a bad dream…it’s more that your day hazes and your mind drifts towards only being concerned by your imaginings." -Tim Walker

yeah

...you're not how much money you've got in the bank. You're not your job. You're not your family, and you're not who you tell yourself.... You're not your name.... You're not your problems.... You're not your age.... You are not your hopes. ~Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club.

Ai.Right under my feet there’s air made of bricks pulls me down turns me weak for you I find myself repeating like a broken tune And I’m forever excusing your intentions And I give in to my pretendings Which forgive you each time without me knowing they melt my heart to stone And I hear your words that I made up you say my name like there could be an us I best tidy up my head I’m the only one in love I’m the only one in love Each and every time I turn around to leave I feel my heart begin to burst and bleed So desperately I try to link it with my head But instead I fall back to my knees As you tear your way right through me I forgive you once again without me knowing You’ve burnt my heart to stone And I hear your words that I made up You say my name like there could be an us I best tidy up my head I’m the only one in love I’m the only one in love Why do you steal my hand Whenever I’m standing my own ground You build me up, then leave me dead Well I hear your words you made up So I say your name like there could be an us I best tidy up my head I’m the only one in love I’m the only one in love.