Catrina just alerted me that this exists. Jeff...
Champagne Taste. Beer Money.
Sometimes I’m terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it is...– Edgar Allan Poe
Good God it’s cold out today! I finally went out with my 35mm camera into Bath and walked round the Christmas market like 10 times. I felt like a spy! Trying to be conspicuous and take candid photographs of strangers is hard but actually really fun too. I can’t wait to do another roll of film, but hopefully it won’t be so bloody cold. Gonna develop them in the dark room tomorrow,...
So I just went through and tagged most of my little writings and extracts throughout this blog, which you can find here. I always wrote stories and poetry (emo) before I ever found photography, and it’s something I still really love doing. One day I’ll write a book but it’ll be when I’m old and more experienced in life, when I can sit up in my little attic room looking over...
Dilige et quod vis fac.
Love, and then do what you want. - St Augustine
I'm gonna go jump in the tub and get all slippery...
Sugar sugar sugar
Well today has been unproductive to say the least. I went to the doctors this morning, intending on coming back, getting dressed and heading to Bath but that doesn’t seem to have happened. I’m now collecting strangers as my college project (which sounds way more creepy than it actually is) but as I’ve mentioned before, I am awful at taking pictures of people I don’t...
It was one thing to make a mistake; it was another thing to keep making it. I...– Jodi Picoult
Don't expect things from me. I will never live up...
Probably the only thing my ex said worth listening to whilst we were together was this; “You should not be afraid to take a bad picture.” Right now I want to give up and throw in the towel; I don’t have time to mess around with my camera (not in natural light at least) because I’m busy with college and work. When I do take photos, I’m never happy with them. It all...
It seems you guys would love for a girl to come chat you up. Now this would suggest I should just go ask the guy I like on a date, but I won’t because I’m pretty sure he’ll say no. Oh man, I envy people who can play it cool.
And I know she loved me then, I swear to God she did. It’s way she’d bite my lower lip and push her hips against my hips and dig her nails so deep into my skin.
Was reading an interview in a magazine yesterday at work (it definitely wasn’t with JLS…) and the interviewer asked what was attractive in a girl. One of the lads answered “Well I think I speak for all of us when I say it’s not attractive when a girl asks a guy on a date.” and it threw me - I thought guys like confident girls. I’m really intrigued; what do you...
I actually just spat out crackers from laughing. I miss this girl already.
Owen said this picture reminded him of me trying to wrestle him when we’re at Matties. I do have a habit of doing this, picking on guys bigger than me. I remember playing football with the boys on the field in senior school and for some reason thought it would be a great idea to not only tackle, but jump on the biggest guy in school. He wasn’t tall, but he was built like two brick shit...
So serious about disciplined with money that I didn’t buy a ticket for City and Colour this morning. Excuse me while I go cry into my breakfast.
Yesterday evening I went for a drink with my mum, after handing out my CV into various pubs. It was really lovely, we have so much fun together. We ended up talking about tattoo’s and my plans regarding them. It makes me kinda sad that we have different views on it; she sees them as a negative thing aesthetically and they make me feel beautiful. Tonight I’ve been at Jon...