in need

Sometimes i dont know whether i should even bother with my photography.
Ihave yet to meet a anyone who shares the absolute same passion of it.
I want some actual advice and feedback from actual photographers stating what they think. and saying it like it is. 
I dont even know if my photos are  good or not, you can’t judge your own shit.

Whenever i think i take a good shot, i show it around to people, and put the link to my flickr anywhere i can find. and yet i get no responses.
it just sympathetic shit like yeah thats real nice mitch then nothing else.

So if anyone actually reads this crap, and magically happens to have a flickr account,

go on here and comment the shit out of my photos.

http://www.flickr.com/photos/mitchtynanphotos/

oh how i miss you

♦come back♦

alone in a crowd

Time to face another day, stepping out the door into this world of hate.
Reality, where none of us mean fucking a thing.
Ambitions crushed, dreams prevailed,
we never had a chance to make it in this world.

We’re running from our lives.

I just can’t be fucked to face another pointless day.
Please take me away to a better fucking place.
So lost and alone in a crowded space.
There’s so much more hate amoungst the heart and it’s ripping this god damn place appart.
Kids left with nothing but dead hearts.
Our lives are drained so bare.

How can i love, how can i care, if i dont have a heart to fucking share?
Is this who i really am or is the world around me dragging me down?
I’m just a kid drowning in my mind trying to escape,
 to get the fuck out of here.
This world is slowly falling apart.
Hateful rivers flow through the mountains of heart.
I just can’t be fucked.
Get me the fuck out of this place.

life

life is stupid.
if i could have it my own way, i would be living by myself in a remote jungle somewhere in africa with my dogs and simply relying on myself.
i do not want to be part of this world and its designs.

 i want there to be a world disaster where everyone is forced to live in poverty just so they can actually wake up to themselfs and see whats really fucking going on on this planet.

i want to live differently. i dont want to grow up, graduate from high school, get a full time job, work my way up in my career then retire and die.
i want to just chill the fuck out and laze around in my own company.

my ideal world couldnt be put more simpler than the game of fallout 3.

look it up if you get a chance.

long story short. i like my own company

Put your hand on a stove for a minute and it seems like an hour.
Sit with that special girl for an hour and it seems like a minute.
That’s reality.

- Albert Einstein

coke & a smile

without a doubt,
 this guy never fails to bring a smile to my face.

The Truth

Lost in a city
That knows my name more then myself
Lost in myself
 In a city that knows my name to well
What the fuck am I doing here?
When all I want to know is who I am
Eyes on me from everyone
Believe me
I don’t have the answers your looking for

Do you see the truth in me?
Or just what I want you to see?
Do you see the truth in me, in me, in me?
So what does life mean to me
All the roads I’ve travelled
And now all the places I’ve seen
Nothing, nothing makes sense to me..

So what does life mean to me
All the roads I’ve travelled
And now all the places I’ve seen
Nothing, nothing makes sense to me

Sometimes we have to get “lost” to really find are selves

And I cant put the pieces all together
we have defined ourselves
I don’t know
What I’m looking for
I don’t know
What I’m here for
So what does life mean to me
All the roads ive travalled
And now all the places ive seen
Nothing, nothing makes sense to me…

origin of state

was lucky enough to get free tickets to the origin tonight.
it was a good night.

 

 

you sir, are fucked.

Grenade over the Shoulder

Another set of holidays has come and gone.
this is my holidays in general….

ate alot of this.

some xbox

some reading.

alot of this.

got angry at these.

listened to alot of this.

 

i also acquired a fish eye from a special someone.

more here >>>www.flickr.com/mitchtynanphotos

 

the end.

before i die.

“Its quite funny, but it doesn’t stop me feeling as if there’s a space inside me that’s shrinking.
I’ve sat in this chair in the corner for two hours, and I’ve separated myself. I know i do it and i know it isn’t right, but i don’t know how else to be.”

“Out there is a bright April morning.
The world will roll on without me. 
I have no choice.
I’m full of caner, riddled.
And there’s nothing to be done.”

“This mad psycho tells everyone to get into a feild and says;
‘Im going to pick one of you, just one of you out of all of you to die.’
And everyones looking around thinking its so unlikely to be me becuase there’s thousands of us, so statistically is completely unlikely.
The psycho walks up and down looking at everyone and when he gets near me he hesitates and he smiles and then he points right at me and says
‘you’re the one’.
And yet there’s the shock that it’s me.
Yet of course it’s me.
Why wouldn’t it be. 
I knew all along.”