going through old pictures i took ages ago. some are pretty good...others i think "what the hell was i thinking?" but i guess everyone does that.

photo #1: a guy i was going out with at the time (early high-school years, 3 years ago) gave me a bunch of roses. he broke up with me several days later. instead of cutting myself that night, i plucked the petals off and scattered them all over my body. there's a bunch more (they're kind of "american beauty" looking) but i refuse to show anyone else.

photo #2: for a photo project a year ago. i took another just like that, later on developed it and colored it in myself. i wish i could find it. one of the only things i miss about high school is being in the darkroom wasting expensive photo paper during my lunchtime.