Loves, Labours, Lost (Photo-Essay)

Loves, Labours, Lost. #29

Photo, please give me the strength to remember what was most important.


Loves, Labours, Lost. #30

Photo, I've taken you so that when I have a moment that isn't controlled by angst and paranoia I can think about memories in the future.


Loves, Labours, Lost. #31

Photo, how can I serve a purpose that is my own and not another's? How can I stop this process of being proletarianised by everyone, everything and everythought around me?

Loves, Labours, Lost. #26

Photo, how can I remember when you're so critical of everything?





Loves, Labours, Lost. #27
Photo, you leave things so open, how can you let me enjoy you?