clockwork revolts the stillness of her heart.

The races have began, your nemesis waves the flag

Let’s all run, the beautiful dream always looked so pretty

Still the beating heart will await, hope never dies easy

The human condition, looking for the easy way out

One sip of courage, one sniff of temporary happiness

The human condition, never does persistence prevail

Step into the bright lights, have a dance with disaster

Time to remember, time to find a home

Take off the shoes that lead you astray, put that blindfold away

Look deeper into the motivator, the condition which feeds you

Seeing it brighter was never easy, cast upon the universal mirror

The cold reality, taken back to where we started

The blanket of pretence, never really was worth the damage

The human condition, where are we going?

Where have we gone?

Are we lost in thought?

- Katrina M Nadeau.  

first light over kavanagh street.

[snapped with my lame ol digi cam]

i will accept defeat.

all boarded up..i wasn’t a very happy Kat.

this was her moment, and her moment it shall remain. <3.

i will meet you on the other side once the water resides.
until then i will sit with a friend named comfort, and i will watch.
it’s safer this way…

thisisyourblindspot:

Kat in the sexy hat she found.

Hehe please don’t kill me.

(via thisisyourblindspot-deactivated)

diagnosis: fried.

must have been an enlightening read..

i hope you are doing fine Grace Churchill..

a new address to accommodate your new lease on life?…

…unfinished business.

<insert deep and meaningful title here>

self-portrait @ Dore.

chilling after a long day of exploring, it’s “Kat” btw.

..is there such thing as an easy way out?