March 2012
February 2012
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Things my dad, uncle, and I talk about:
Eating
Farting
Pooping
Every time I feel low about my photography I tell myself it’s probably not for me and every time I take a picture and feel how calming it all is I want to kick myself right on the shin for ever being so stupid
you know, because kicks on the shin really hurt
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Free writing before you start an essay is the greatest idea of all ideas.
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Gave my little cousin baby carrots.
He said “These Cheetos are gross.”
“Whenever he looked at the photographs, he thought of new things he should have...”
“I didn’t take my husbands last name because that would make me Nitta Cox.”
– Some lady I overheard
“You showered without complaining. Are you going somewhere really important?”
– My mom
I NEED PEOPLE THAT WILL LET ME TAKE THEIR PICTURES
Everyone is afraid of my camera, always.
