pictures are so odd. some people who take pictures 'strive' for the 'truth' aka their truth or some version of it slash not even a version of the 'truth' but really just a 'take' on something they saw, no? (paired-down wednesdays over here...)..but as we know sometimes we get things that are so far from the truth it's funny and that's why i said up there that pictures are odd. the blonde in the photo is a very unique photographer with a great sense of self and style and a great lover of people and vice versa and could probably have someone start writing the beginning stages of her memoirs with all that she's gone through and she is around 26 or something like that...this year, her hair is fire engine red. on this night (3/13/09) i ended up giving her my shirt (!??!?!!) that simply reads "USA" and is sort of boxy and short it was 10 dollars and all she said was "i like your shirt" and since it was my birthday, i was in the giving mood...the kid next to me i hadn't seen since 2003 but since we spent 4 years in the same place in poughkeepsie, ny, it kind of doesn't matter how much time has spanned....? debatable! you should hear jj do a jaime impression...or better yet, jj doing jay doing jaime...and for the fuck of it, jj doing jay doing derek jose doing jaime...this is what we did in college. i am wearing a finger puppet (thank you felisia) and tending to a colt45 (classy danes) and sort of miss that curl on my forehead because for all of oct/nov/dec/jan/feb i have been cutting my hair back and back and back and back and it has lost its curl and softness and it is now not even a comma or an apostrophe - it's a 'pffzzzzzzz'...do you know what that looks like? the kid holding the peace sign was a private guy most of the school year and i didn't even know he was there that night, but i knew the honey pot was...all i know about him is that his first name is "Facking" and he acted in ways on days too close to eachother with two women who would probably be friends by now if only they didn't think that the only thing they had in common was him.
24 February 2010
4 people who will most likely never be in the same frame or room again in this lifetime
pictures are so odd. some people who take pictures 'strive' for the 'truth' aka their truth or some version of it slash not even a version of the 'truth' but really just a 'take' on something they saw, no? (paired-down wednesdays over here...)..but as we know sometimes we get things that are so far from the truth it's funny and that's why i said up there that pictures are odd. the blonde in the photo is a very unique photographer with a great sense of self and style and a great lover of people and vice versa and could probably have someone start writing the beginning stages of her memoirs with all that she's gone through and she is around 26 or something like that...this year, her hair is fire engine red. on this night (3/13/09) i ended up giving her my shirt (!??!?!!) that simply reads "USA" and is sort of boxy and short it was 10 dollars and all she said was "i like your shirt" and since it was my birthday, i was in the giving mood...the kid next to me i hadn't seen since 2003 but since we spent 4 years in the same place in poughkeepsie, ny, it kind of doesn't matter how much time has spanned....? debatable! you should hear jj do a jaime impression...or better yet, jj doing jay doing jaime...and for the fuck of it, jj doing jay doing derek jose doing jaime...this is what we did in college. i am wearing a finger puppet (thank you felisia) and tending to a colt45 (classy danes) and sort of miss that curl on my forehead because for all of oct/nov/dec/jan/feb i have been cutting my hair back and back and back and back and it has lost its curl and softness and it is now not even a comma or an apostrophe - it's a 'pffzzzzzzz'...do you know what that looks like? the kid holding the peace sign was a private guy most of the school year and i didn't even know he was there that night, but i knew the honey pot was...all i know about him is that his first name is "Facking" and he acted in ways on days too close to eachother with two women who would probably be friends by now if only they didn't think that the only thing they had in common was him.
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