Never Let Me Go

Apr 16, 2015

And so we stood together like that, at the top of that field for what seemed like ages, not saying anything, just holding each other, while the wind kept blowing and blowing at us, tugging our clothes, and for a moment, it seemed like we were holding onto each other because that was the only way to stop us from being swept away into the night.”  ― Kazuo IshiguroNever Let Me Go

Currently Reading: Never Let Me Go by Kazuo Ishiguro

These pictures were taken on different drunken nights. Perhaps no one remembers how, when, where these were taken except me. I have lived in the nights and slept in the mornings a few months ago. Over time, I’ve let go of my depressing episodes and just faced my problems sober.

Taken with D’s analogue camera with Lomography redscale film.


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