we're talking about teeter totters. : 無料・フリー素材/写真
we're talking about teeter totters. / BaileyRaeWeaver
| ライセンス | クリエイティブ・コモンズ 表示 2.1 |
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| 説明 | Sweet innocent entertainment for two In order to go up, there must be a butt on each end and one always on the ground. Giving a little to get a little happy feeling, friends or lovers I don’t know. There’s always that what if, you know. What if they get bored? Once they get the chance they’ll leave. Can’t wait for the next one, gee whiz I wonder this time if they’ll hang out with me. Yeah right. Me, I’m a little different I choose to place myself in the middle and smile at myself when no one else will, loving where I am and keeping still. Carefully I’m balancing myself out. As I sit and stare at anyone who will pass my path, wondering if anyone could pick me up, it’s not like I’m leashed to this once tree, if I was leashed to anything I’d want to gnaw my way free. I could hop off and find a new place to see, you know that options always there. I’m not ready to hop off I like it here, don’t let the way I speak fool you. I assume it would be fairly easy for a person to misunderstand my human being, but I would never dare to ask anyone to share an end with me. In fear that my butt will come falling and they’ll leave. I see it happen. Does that make me selfish? Hopefully. I’ve observed all these people absorbing their selves as they grow. I mean how could anyone not be self absorbed? We’re trapped in these bodies for how ever long we’re meant to be. It’s not like I’m complaining, I probably could be. But nothing is wrong with me… Some reasons I just can’t reach, look at me... such a small body from another person’s perspective, you’d have to agree. One’s perspective is just the way they see, I see in so many different forms I often have to focus on what’s behind me. Double checking before I get sick, I know it’s not safe. Who told me what I should do? There could be predators that have escaped. You guys don’t come near me. I want so much, but I’ll never ask for more than what I need. I like to sit here and soak up my vitamin D… at least I can hold myself up and keep me happy. I’ve noticed so many strugglers, poor you’s. Maybe I’m not understanding where their coming from, people like to say “you don’t know me”. As if that makes me want to. Well, you’re right my dear friend, I’ve hadn’t taken the time to, my apologies, next time slap me on the hand for not doing a good deed. I’d hate to burst any bubbles, especially the ones you think you need I’m sure they all stink. Give me the bubble wrap we’ll keep you safe I won’t poke you or make you feel misplaced... It’s not like there’s more than one of me, but when I say “we” I mean… what I mean. Do I have to explain? I have lots of different people here, all these people I’ve met I keep little thems inside and they turn into little bits and parts of me. They sit here and mingle. Become close and end up entertaining me, keeping me balanced on the board. I can’t predict where I’ll be later, but this board is nice and I’m not falling over to one specific side quite yet. I’m going to keep myself quiet. Let me sit here and think it’s the only way I can feel free. |
| 撮影日 | 2009-06-12 19:25:33 |
| 撮影者 | BaileyRaeWeaver , Portland, Oregon, USA |
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| カメラ | NIKON D40X , NIKON CORPORATION |
| 露出 | 0.008 sec (1/125) |
| 開放F値 | f/5.6 |
| 焦点距離 | 35 mm |