Hii, I'm Catalina :D
I love writing, drawing, music, and photography. I'm going to get a Canon Rebel soon, I can't wait. My favorite photographer is http://www.flickr.com/photos/voldy92/ :)
This isn't my personal blog. Look under the links :3
I love writing, drawing, music, and photography. I'm going to get a Canon Rebel soon, I can't wait. My favorite photographer is http://www.flickr.com/photos/voldy92/ :)
This isn't my personal blog. Look under the links :3
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Jack and I shot this over a couple afternoons in my neighborhood and in downtown Oak Park. A bunch of John Hughes movies, including the Culkin classic, Home Alone, were shot on some of these streets. I think it was about 3 degrees above zero, so if I look frozen rigid, its because I was… A modest video for an honest song. Big props to Jack for capturing it so well. Enjoy!
posted 7 months ago / 91 notes / reblog
Adam and I catching the bulls-cavs game in Cleveland RIGHT now. Hope we make it back for the show. GO BULLS!
posted 7 months ago / 16 notes / reblog
The William Beckett: Winter Passing
Its winter again, a white washed and frozen sky…
I came to the door, eyes maladjusted from the light,
but your voice rang clear.
You said, “For all I thought I’d ever need,
its hard to face the holidays without.”
Well I’ve left my last message on your machine
Its hard to face the holidays when…
posted 7 months ago / 84 notes / reblog
Nicholas Scimeca / William Beckett playing as Remember Maine
Live at Knights of Columbus - Arlington Heights, IL 2005Photographs by Joe Sylthe
posted 7 months ago / 92 notes / reblog
" The stars cast a soft blue hue over the sandy ground, the scent of summer rain filling the air. She was perfection, in that simple floor length cream gown she wore; one strap slipping slightly off her shoulder as she danced with him, barefoot, under the star lit sky. He’d never seen her look so happy. The way he could see her smile under the dim moonlight, sent shivers down his spine. The look of true contempt in her once broken eyes; that brilliant sparkle, she was so full of life. She was always afraid of the dark, but now, everything seemed to fit, she looked so relaxed, as if she’d been waiting for this moment all her life. They seemed not to care as the rain began to soak them to the bone, the whole time, looking deeply into each others eyes. This was always their recluse; the first place they ever met. The very place they visited…unknowingly, at the same time for years, the place they came to escape reality, to escape the loneliness that seemed to follow them. This was the first place they ever laughed together, where they discovered that there was no need to feel alone anymore. "
- written by MONDAYEYES member torturousthings. (via thewilliambeckett)
- written by MONDAYEYES member torturousthings. (via thewilliambeckett)
posted 7 months ago / 19 notes / reblog
