You killed every dream that I had Fucktard. I don't think I've ever really hated anyone before, but it's hard not to hate you.
there are tons of people that make jewelry... you won't sell anything.
there are a million photographers out there... how are you going to make it?
you basically told me that I'd never amount to anything, that my passions and dreams were worthless and that I was wasting my time... I really do hate you. still, to this day you cripple my life.
the day you pulled up to my home, broke my window to steal my computer and then you threw it in the river.. (you're the biggest ass hole btw!) I lost everything I had worked so hard for.. every beautiful moment and image I captured.. family weddings, my kids growing up, things I saw that thought were beautiful, you threw into the Saco River.. you threw a cold, wet blanket over the one thing that gave me joy. I lost everything that day... what day? you ask.. this day.. (<- click on that) so long ago. Almost two and a half years later and I still hate you like I did that day... I still can't get back the love I had for photography, two years later and I try so hard but YOU RUINED IT ALL FOR ME..
I think if I upgrade my camera I'll get excited again.. If I assign myself a project (I love assignments) I'll get excited again.. but none of it works... you killed it Reny! you killed it for me and I hate you for that... I'll never forgive you and I'll never forget.
I know hatred is wrong... but I HATE you... what's the saying? I wouldn't piss on you if you were on fire.. but it might be something I'd take a photo of.
