I’m writing this as a diary entry, but it’s a message addressed to all the haters out there : my muse is mine only. You wanna know why she is “my” freaking muse ? It’s simple, she embodies MY personal vision, MY ideal of perfection of a human being… It’s totally just MY OWN train of thoughts. I’m lucky that somebody like that actually exists, and most of all, wants to be my muse.

She doesn’t want to pose for anyone else but me, okay ? We have a special relationship as artist & muse, that I guess none of y’all can understand. It’s personal, the photo shoots we do. I’m sharing them on my blog because I like showcasing some of my photography work, but don’t get this wrong, just because I post those pictures doesn’t mean she wants to pose for someone else than me.

Besides, I am so not sharing MY MUSE with anyone. Get yourself your own muse, that embodies your own vision and NOT MINE. I hate copycats, and if you think your vision & mine are the same, well too bad for you because I’m Madison f*cking Kennedy so what you’re gonna do ? There is no way in hell you’re crossing me to get a hold on my muse LOL wake up b*tches

If you got no brains and tryna steal originality from artists, then f*ck off my blog ! She has some nice middle fingers to show you haters, and that’s also what she thinks of pseudo-photographers who’d like to shoot her : simply, f*ck you from her & me 🙂

She wants me to tell to all of you to leave me alone with your stupid random messages because she does not care of you at all; we’re a good team, and we have fun, and we’re not serious about our projects together, it’s just between the both of us. So go the f*ck away jealous hoes, because you’re basic. She is not interested and yes, I have exclusivity.

All pictures were taken with a Panasonic camcorder & Leica lens

Malibu in California

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I haven’t felt like writing a diary entry in a long time. I am not in the mood for it. I came back home to Los Angeles, and life here just swooped me away from everything that used to bother me. I couldn’t care less of all the things that confused and brought me down, when I’m here.

And I remembered who I really was… I have to admit I lost myself for a little while. I forgot what were my dreams, I almost gave them up for a simpler life, something most people would consider as better but not me. That good steady life that society dictates as fulfilling, could only make me miserable.

I just need more. I crave for something else so deeply that I cannot ignore nor runaway from it. I can’t even try to settle for less, it’s beyond me so I keep pushing. It’s like there is a big hole instead of where my heart should be. I can feel it expanding, devouring any remains of my soul.

Those darkness of mine are relentlessly luring me out towards a path that leads to extremes. I want to follow it so bad, even the sacrifices I’d have to make on the way wouldn’t stop me, as long as in the end I reached my dreams. That’s all that matters… some faraway lunatic future.

I am so in love I could kill myself. I am nothing anymore but the lover of a nightmare disguised into a dream. I’ve put my trust into personal demons that are destroying me slowly, shaping me into the warrior I need to be. For all this is the first battle in a ruthless arena. Ave Fatum, morituri te salutant.

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