Emmie Falbo
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Just living my life one chapter at a time! Inspired by the world with the intention to give it right back. I love creating realms from my imagination for others to interpret in their own way! When I am not here, you can find me reading♡
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Stripped Journaling. Content Warning.
Forgiveness: a conscious and deliberate decision to release feelings of resentment towards someone who hurt you. Why is forgive and forget so hard? Something done by someone I’ve yet to see again haunts my reality as if it happened yesterday. Like a scar that is deeper than the ones carved by my hand. A person unknown to me, yet forever tied to my soul through one terrible night. The fear of feeling powerless again lingers with me, paranoid, afraid of my own shadow. Am I safe anywhere? Will I be hurt again by another insignificant person who can decide if I am prey? Someone so hungry that they don’t care about their actions. Someone who could easily overpower me and enjoy watching the struggle.
By Emmie Falbo11 months ago in Critique
Shattered Skies. Content Warning.
I don’t remember the beginning, not anymore. Every life blurred into the next, the faces I’ve loved, the homes I’ve built—all washed away like tides against a shore. But the stars... the stars never seem to forget me. They always find me. Pulling me back into their endless cycle, their eternal purpose. And now, standing beneath their frozen light, I just wish I could forget them too.
By Emmie Falboabout a year ago in The Swamp
Trust the Fall
On a crisp winter day, I took a trip to Niagara Falls in the negative four-degree weather. I went there to have a day with a friend with the intention of doing a video shoot, but what I left with was far more valuable. With the day ahead of us, we woke up nice and early. We were so excited to go to the falls even though we were fully aware that the weather was going to be less than desirable. We bundled up in layers. I wore three pairs of pants, two sweatshirts, two pairs of socks, a coat, a scarf, and two layers of gloves, and I was still freezing. The cold air bit through every layer, but the excitement of the day kept us moving forward.
By Emmie Falboabout a year ago in Photography
