SuicideGirl: Ilectra
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Ilectra likes to wear spikes and taunt swiss cheese

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FEBRUARY 24, 2010 @ 08:25 PM


Here are the ghosts of someone I once was.. biggrin
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I raided the goodwill for some fun vintage goodies.. so i'll prolly be taking more pics soon smile


Anyone want to play with me and pick one of these pics and make up a ghost story to go with the pic.. and write it here smile that would be awesome..

"I see who I might have been when I glance out the window and see the ghosts of my past holding on to something that never was."


Comments
Texy

Texy

New Zealand
October 2009

FEB 24, 2010 10:23 PM

I love these photos.. especially the first one smile

Allegro

Allegro

Flushing, NY
February 2007

FEB 25, 2010 10:11 AM

Give me a little bit, and I'll see what I can invent!

gujsel

gujsel

Italy
November 2005

FEB 25, 2010 11:09 AM

i adore these pics!!!!wow so stunning wonderful work!!!!hugs to you dear!!!!kisskisskiss

x_richard_x

x_richard_x

United Kingdom
March 2004

FEB 25, 2010 11:59 AM

cool pics, they look really ethereal

twotoast

twotoast

United Kingdom
September 2006

FEB 25, 2010 02:14 PM

Really great pics I love 1 & 3 they're really haunting

Hope your keeping wellkiss

Greaser

Greaser

Baton Rouge, LA
July 2006

FEB 25, 2010 03:16 PM

As scattered as my mind is right now, if I tried to come up with a ghost story it would begin with, "There once was a man from Nantucket..." and would probably end with a hook hanging from the door handle of the carwink

I love those pics, though. How ya been?

velvet_petal

velvet_petal

I'm lost
November 2006

FEB 25, 2010 03:44 PM

Those are so fabulous! I wish I were in a more creative writing frame of mind. At the moment, my brain is a bit fried from business proposals and work related research. You look so lovely, especially that first one.

Allegro

Allegro

Flushing, NY
February 2007

FEB 25, 2010 06:58 PM

Not great, but here goes:

SPOILERS! (Click to view)

I remember that date with him. We finished the little dinner at the diner and started walking. We got past the shops, the park, the graveyard, all the way to that old mansion on the end of town with that beautiful gate. The stones were cracking even then, the iron resisting the allure of rust. I always liked the spot, but curiously I had never lingered more than a moment. He stopped there and looked me in the eyes, gripping my arms slightly. He said he was sorry, that he would work to get me this, or anything I wanted, that I was all he needed, that he wanted to marry me. He said everything that could possibly make me forgive, everything that could make me forget. In that moment, it all worked. He kissed me, and I believed everything.

Things between us were fine for awhile. I started revisiting this spot to revisit that feeling. Within six months, I started seeing the figure in front of the gate. I've always liked ghost stories and was so excited to be witness to one. She was so ethereal, so free. She looked like she was dancing, or just ready to. I could not tell if there was truly a melancholy on her face or the remains of some older sadness now released. She was only there at night, and only there if I was alone. She was, in that way, just mine.

Within another six months things were going bad with Henry again, only this time I had lost my financial independence. He controlled more and more of my life. I escaped to that spot outside of the gate and to my ghost friend. I wondered if I had a deeper connection to her than just observer. She seemed to look more and more like me. Perhaps she was the me I would have been without him. I started to hate her for mocking me with another future, but I couldn't stay away. I thought she was the only one that understood.
Of course he always find me here. Of course he was always angry.

He never meant to hurt me, and I never meant to cry. It never stopped, but I couldn't remember it starting. I hid from my family, I didn't know where my friends had done, but I visited her all the time.
I couldn't tell if my ghost was telling me something, or taunting me, or just existing in spite of me. She was so beautiful. The longer I hurt, the less she looked like me. I could swear I wasn't the one changing.

It was five years before I could free myself. I've never had the stomach for my own blood, and I had never taken the right pills before. When it happened it was nearly accidental. Nearly. I did dress up before the effect took hold. I wanted to greet the darkness better than I greeted life.

The moment I started to pass, I knew the truth.

I am my ghost.
I am my mystery, my friend, my guardian, my own torturer, my trap, and my freedom.

I will dance in the echoes of my own sadness, and I will see my lives forever.



pmonkeyEsquire

pmonkeyEsquire

I'm lost
May 2004

FEB 26, 2010 09:16 AM

Very nice.

Denie

Denie

SUICIDEGIRL

I'm lost

FEB 28, 2010 12:23 PM

wow these photos are breathtaking!!!

myguess

myguess

USA
December 2008

FEB 28, 2010 03:29 PM

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merlowe

merlowe

HOPEFUL

Pittsburgh, PA

FEB 28, 2010 04:45 PM

That is so unique ..thank you for sharing your past self with us..She is almost as beautiful as your present self!!

nikonphoto80

nikonphoto80

Lexington, KY
December 2004

FEB 28, 2010 06:48 PM

Those photos are so beautiful.

If I get time I may do that, I like to write smile

Zombie74

Zombie74

Mexico
November 2005

FEB 28, 2010 07:49 PM

you are amazing!!!

jonnytrrrash7

jonnytrrrash7

Vatican City
February 2004

MAR 02, 2010 10:43 AM

Great pics. I can totally relate to the feeling of haunting yourself.

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