The Things I Did Wrong…
Now, I know how you remember, and those moments that you choose will define me as a traitor–stealing everything you lose.
Forget about what I said. The lights are gone and the party’s over.
Now, I know how you remember, and those moments that you choose will define me as a traitor–stealing everything you lose.
Forget about what I said. The lights are gone and the party’s over.
I’ve had enough. I will not stand for it any longer.
This post is dedicated to my little sister, S. Lin, J. Chang, and all the other women who believe that leggings or tights are a suitable alternative to pants. I assure you they are not. Please stop wearing them as such.
Lindsey Lohan, American Apparel, and prostitutes have pushed the “leggings as pants” agenda. Suddenly, our society feels like these entities are appropriate role models and women everywhere follow suit. Think about that for a second. Do you want to be like Lindsey Lohan? Do you want to look like a walking American Apparel ad? Do you have sex in exchange for money? If you answered “yes” to any of these questions–please leave my blog immediately and do not return.
Trust me. You’ll want to read the entire thing.
Over my 3 or so years as a serious hobbyist, I’ve taken a good number of photos. Probably somewhere around 80,000… When you average over 50 photos a day, some of those photos get recognized. Just plain and simple “shock and awe” type strategy mixed with luck.
Of those recognized:
But there’s one thing I’ve always wanted on my list of photographic accomplishments that has always seemed completely unattainable — getting one of my photos on the wall of an art gallery or museum.
If I could just get my photos on a gallery wall, my entire photographic career would be complete.
Well, guess what?
You know I still adore you
But in a different kind of way
You know I still adore you
But things have gotten vague
2008 was a bad year for music, a mediocre year for movies, a strange year for my personal life, and finally over.
Here we go:
Ever wonder what it would be like if you could actually see behind yourself?
Christian teens have sex.
I’m not sure if this is a surprise to anybody, but it happens. In fact, a new study published in this months Pediatrics found that those who make “virginity pledges” and those who do not will end up having the same rates of oral and sex behaviors, STIs, and premarital sex.
My sign is vital. My hands are cold.
Pay my respects to Grace and Virtue.
Send my condolences to Good.
Hear my regards to Soul and Romance –
They always did the best they could.
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