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Keep Lying
Keep Lying to me
Just Keep Lying
Keep Lying to me
Don't go
Fucking with my fantasy
Keep Lying to me
Baby I've known lonely
So let me down now slowly
You know me
Tell me I'm your only
Even if it hurts
Keep Lying
Keep Lying to me
Just Keep Lying
Keep Lying to me
Don't go
Fucking with my fantasy
Keep Lying to me
Tell me a story
Let's make believe
If you're lying I'll listen
Say it through your teeth
Make me a prison
And throw away the key
'Cause I know what I'm missing
It's better than nothing
☠ TuNe "The Game" - Disturbed
www.youtube.com/watch?v=BsIXGVOvah8
☠ Hair: =DeLa*=
☠ Dress: ED.
☠ Ink: .::Nanika::.
☠ Pose: {Lyrium}
Taken @ Pendle Hill
Oia is a scenic village on the north west edge of the Santorini island within the Cyclades. It extends for almost 2 km (1.2 miles) along the northern edge of the caldera that forms the island of Santorini, at a height of between 70 and 100 m (230 and 330 feet) above sea level. Immediately to the east is Phinikia), and about 500 m (550 yards) to the north is Tholos Amoudi Bay lies below the town. The small fishing village of Ormos Armen lies below Oia to the south and is reached via steps. There is a ferry connection to Therasia from the harbour village of Ormos Ammoudi (Όρμος Αμμουδιού; also spelled Amoudi) to the west. There are 300 steps down to the port from Oia. The small island of Agios Nikolaos lies to the southwest
Located on the Nete river, Lier was settled in the 8th century and developed around the chapel of St. Peter. Lier became an important textile centre in the 14th century. It was besieged and taken by the Spanish in 1582, by the Dutch in 1595, and by the English in 1706 during the War of the Spanish Succession.
Lier is a French commune that was granted city rites in 1212. It is located in the Flanders region of Northern Belgium. Located on the Nete river, Lier was settled in the 8th century and developed around the chapel of St. Peter. Lier became an important textile centre in the 14th century. It was besieged and taken by the Spanish in 1582, by the Dutch in 1595, and by the English in 1706 during the War of the Spanish Succession. Belgian nationalists resisted a Dutch attack in 1830. Belgium has seen its fair share of war and occupation.
Destruction of Lier occurred as a result of bombing in Antwerp in 1914; however, many of the medieval structures survived including, the Gothic belfry, St. Gommarus’ Church and the béguinage.
Martyrs' Square (Place des Martyrs; Martelarenplein) : Monument dedicated to the martyrs of the 1830 revolution. Over 400 heroes of the Belgian Revolution of 1830 lie buried in a crypt beneath the cobblestones.
La Réserve nationale de faune de la Baie de L’Isle-Verte
L'Isle-Verte (Bas-Saint-Laurent), Québec
La Réserve nationale de faune (RNF) de la Baie de l’Isle-Verte constituée de vastes étendues de marais, est située sur la rive sud de l’estuaire moyen du fleuve Saint-Laurent à 30 km au nord-est de la municipalité de Rivière-du-Loup. Ce territoire de 406 ha s’étend sur une bande riveraine de quelques 20 km le long du Saint-Laurent. Créée en 1980 par Environnement Canada, la réserve protège le plus important marais à spartine du Québec méridional, dernier grand vestige de ce type d’habitat vital pour la survie du Canard noir, ce qui lui a aussi valu d’être reconnue comme zone humide d'importance internationale en vertu de la Convention de Ramsar. Source
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Baie de l'Isle-Verte National Wildlife Area
L'Isle-Verte (Bas-Saint-Laurent), Quebec
The Baie de l'Isle-Verte National Wildlife Area (NWA) encompasses a broad expanse of marshland lying on the south shore of the Upper Estuary of the St. Lawrence River 30 km northeast of Rivière-du-Loup. With an area of 406 ha, it covers a riparian strip running some 20 km along the St. Lawrence. Established in 1980 by Environment Canada, its purpose is to protect the largest Spartina marsh in southern Quebec, the last great vestige of this habitat vital to the survival of the American Black Duck, which has led to its being designated a Wetland of International Significance under the Ramsar Convention. Source
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I'm doing some experimental work here and I not only welcome but I would like any suggestions and comments on this image. I feel there is something lacking in it, but I don't know what.
"What lies behind you and what lies in front of you, pales in comparison to what lies inside of you." Ralph Waldo Emerson
This fellow was laying right beside me. The only thing that seperated us was a couple of inches of plexiglass. What an experience!
I thought I loved you but what I loved was how your presence made me feel. The moments when I felt worthless and yet you made me feel I was worth something. I enjoyed the attention, affection and loyalty. But most of all, I enjoyed that invisible control I realized I had over you. Maybe I did try to love you, but I just couldn't completely, there were shinier stars within my reach. The more flashy type that I preferred over you. Yet, I didn't want to let you go, I wanted to still keep you for myself but I also wanted to have the other.
Was I really so confused? Or perhaps just greedy? Of course not, I knew exactly what I wanted and I took it all...and I will still keep taking it because you allowed me to anyways.
You act like you are strong, you act like it doesn't bother you that I took in another star and still keep you close. How weird is that? But the longer I drag this little game stringing you with me through the sorrows and misery of my journey, the more I realized I am loosing that sweet control over you. Maybe I should have just chose you like I said I would always do...
It's too late now for that...
I watched you turned your head away from me, a small knowing smile forming on your lips as you told me sweetly that you knew all along about my faded lies...
P.S. Wanted to write something different for a change. Thought it would be cool to think from a different perspective...
The perspective of a narcissist. So, watch out!
One morning, there were a handful of leopard frogs who were actively hunting for insects. Behind me was a boardwalk and when anyone walked on it, the frogs totally disappeared and it took some time before they'd resurface. I had hoped to catch one in action, but that day, I was lucky just to capture a frog waiting for its breakfast.
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May I draw your attention to the trees in the container (although there were many outside waiting for homes). You might see the salesman getting to know his product.
As seen on a walk.
Pentax K3iii & 20-40mmWR
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
by John McCrae, May 1915