Uploads from JenavieveMarie

You knew all of me

nobody@flickr.com (JenavieveMarie) — Tue, 23 Oct 2012 15:44:26 -0700

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ready
set

hibernate your heart

Passion Play

nobody@flickr.com (JenavieveMarie) — Wed, 17 Oct 2012 22:03:07 -0700

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Its my heart you're breaking.

nobody@flickr.com (JenavieveMarie) — Wed, 29 Aug 2012 20:46:50 -0700

JenavieveMarie posted a video:

maybe i need you the way that big moon needs that open sea
maybe i didn't even know i was here til i saw you holding me
give me one room to come home to
give me the palm of your hand
every strand of my hair is a kite string
and I have been blue in the face with your sky
crying a flood over iowa so your mother will wake to france
lover - I smashed my glass slipper to build a stained glass window for every wall inside my chest
now my heart is a pressed flower in a tattered bible
it is the one verse you can trust
so I'm putting all of my words in the collection plate
I am setting the table with bread and grace
my knees are bent like the corner of a page
I am saving your place

Because sometimes feelings are way too much to handle.

Aly

nobody@flickr.com (JenavieveMarie) — Mon, 20 Aug 2012 10:28:24 -0700

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So much fun to work with, and thanks to Brooke for helping! :)

Jeweliene

nobody@flickr.com (JenavieveMarie) — Fri, 10 Aug 2012 17:22:36 -0700

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Candid

nobody@flickr.com (JenavieveMarie) — Thu, 02 Aug 2012 00:59:30 -0700

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My friend Carleigh at Ritas.

Radioactive.

nobody@flickr.com (JenavieveMarie) — Sat, 28 Jul 2012 20:57:09 -0700

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I'm breathing in the chemicals.

Radiate

nobody@flickr.com (JenavieveMarie) — Sat, 28 Jul 2012 00:17:45 -0700

JenavieveMarie posted a photo:

I thought we'd burnt out
faded away
but I feel for you so strongly
one look at you and I begin to radiate, everything shakes me so violently.
I've missed you so much

Re-edited

nobody@flickr.com (JenavieveMarie) — Tue, 24 Jul 2012 12:48:10 -0700

JenavieveMarie posted a photo:

Keep your hands where I can see them, pt 2.

nobody@flickr.com (JenavieveMarie) — Thu, 19 Jul 2012 22:03:10 -0700

JenavieveMarie posted a photo:

This photo accompanies this song -

www.youtube.com/watch?v=WEDnGAvjQXw

keep your hands where I can see them

nobody@flickr.com (JenavieveMarie) — Thu, 19 Jul 2012 13:13:02 -0700

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Please,
I'm screaming to whomever is up above.
Let me pull the strings of my heart just a little bit further, let me kiss his lips and point to the light in his chest he never knew existed just one more time.
His body is a long bristled vine which my soft baby hands tangle in -
we fit so well.
Let me burn one more time the tips of my fingers on the flame that is his heart. This had an edge of pain to it from the start.
No matter how many times i constructed stain glass windows out of the pieces of his heart did he once utter a whisper of gratitude.
Still, my tired blistered feet trudge down the path that is his spine, beseeching it to unwind.
Fall loose in my fingers and let me fix the aches that soiled him everyday.

I hang my head in my hands, knowing the beauty and light I had found sheds down my hands like the tears from my eyes and burns every open gash on the way down. Even despite my efforts to fix a breaking time lapse even as I felt myself fall apart with his hands stuffed deep in the pockets of his doubt in love.

These hands, you've put through so much. Now I reach them, clasped together in the sky forming my own personal steeple an i'm crying for chances i'm not even sure i deserve.
But you'll never hear a single word;
you will never feel yourself drowning in your tears and choking on your throat.

No, curling up in bed -
I bring my knees up close to my aching head and I whisper, I send pleas onto my drenched pillow as if it was the Jordan River and I pray for you to bless them.
Give me one more chance not to make a mess of them.

Let the final cut on these shaking hands be the one that causes me to pull them away completely, hug them to my chest and bleed through my skin to absorb into my dried up heart.
My hands, these hands, praying with scars.

Cyley And Camila

nobody@flickr.com (JenavieveMarie) — Sat, 26 May 2012 15:16:16 -0700

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My two nieces, before their dance recital.

Camila

nobody@flickr.com (JenavieveMarie) — Sat, 28 Apr 2012 22:04:54 -0700

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Bright eyes, bright eyes, don't let too much light in.

what are you so afraid of?

nobody@flickr.com (JenavieveMarie) — Tue, 03 Apr 2012 00:29:00 -0700

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I couldn't hurt you even if I tried to.
Trying to find a sound place to sleep.
exhausted but my mind keeps running,
around and around to thoughts of you.
I don't know where you are,
I don't know how you feel,
and I don't like how that upsets me so.
So I'll lay down here, and let the trees grow into me,
let the moss spread across my skin.
Love is ending before it could even begin.

Three Musketeers.

nobody@flickr.com (JenavieveMarie) — Mon, 02 Apr 2012 23:43:35 -0700

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We're the three best friends, that anyone could have. La de da de da.

Go HERE:
vimeo.com/39684016
to watch our very funny outtakes.

Jenna.

nobody@flickr.com (JenavieveMarie) — Mon, 02 Apr 2012 23:42:37 -0700

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One of the best friends I'll ever have. <3

find your place to sleep

nobody@flickr.com (JenavieveMarie) — Sun, 01 Apr 2012 21:11:14 -0700

JenavieveMarie posted a photo:

You must read.

what would you say if you had all the time in the world to discuss who you are? Not things like your favorite color, or what you like to do in your spare time, things such as what you think about late at night. Truth, the bitter truth. When the silence gets too loud. No distractions. Just delicate thoughts made of lace. Maybe that's why no one can talk about these things - they're too afraid that they'll be torn apart. But I can tell you, that being afraid rots you from the inside out. It's just hard, I guess. When you let your thoughts build up so long, there's too many words and not enough ways to express them, so instead we suppress them. I guess it's not considered normal, when you spend time wondering how other people feel, and let it affect yourself. People are unaware that thoughts go deeper than every day conversation. I could share them - and I am but, it's hard to when I feel surreal. How do you make someone understand that? It's nights like these when I could be with someone, share my mind. I've got the lights out, curled up in the center of my bed that is too large for me. I think of when I'd stand under the dark summer sky that drips onto my patio and it entrances me. I look up to the stars but now they're saying they want to dance with me. I say I've never slow danced in my life and I get dizzy. My head goes numb and my knees get weak and I'm falling, through layers of air and I land on the ground silently, as if the whole world reared up and swallowed me. I'm suffocating on your kiss. See, the last time we saw each other it got stuck in my throat and has made me achingly nauseous. When I see you it dislodges and breath floods out of me like waterfalls in a forest. It's free and the sun litters the water with glimmering beads. The air is misty and everything is thriving and alive and in constant motion but ever so still in the same moment. And that is how I feel around you, alive and thriving and at peace all in one.

Marcella, 2

nobody@flickr.com (JenavieveMarie) — Wed, 22 Feb 2012 06:07:15 -0800

JenavieveMarie posted a photo:

Another shot from the shoot I did of Marcella.

bitter, like your heart

nobody@flickr.com (JenavieveMarie) — Mon, 20 Feb 2012 16:46:18 -0800

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self therapy shoot

Marcella

nobody@flickr.com (JenavieveMarie) — Wed, 15 Feb 2012 05:28:50 -0800

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Always so much fun to shoot -
this is going to be the promo picture for my website.