Wednesday, 21 September 2011

Those i'll never take a portrait of





Matej, R.I.P.
I don't think you'll ever know how some people liked you.

2 comments:

Turquoise V. said...

:(

Pix said...

Funny enough, if we had met ten years earlier, we would have had one of those mentally challenged ridiculously passionate and oh so bad sex affairs - and I never even bothered to remember his real name. He bought me hundrets of coffees, dozens of chocolate, sometimes we would talk hours on end. He liked me because I was probably the only person crazier than he was. He wanted my face to be the last he sees, but I told him I don't think enough of him to get myself into such a traumatic experience. Something like that you do for those you love - I just thought he was photogenic. 'Course I never had the chance to find out.