
my hair's been through so much exhibit a:
taken at the office hallways. girls said i looked like a man in this photo, they said i looked handsome as a guy. i remember one of of the girls i worked with (not in this job) would tease me after seeing this photo along with other photos where i looked masculine. she told me she'd fuck me if i was a man and proceeded to fucking grind on me. omfg im cringing remembering this.

a friend of mine. we worked together in the hell hole. i haven't known her for a long time but i am actually very fond of her. she's genuinely nice, although she can get a bit dark and depressive. i miss hanging out with her. she was one of the nicer girls i worked with. i worked with a bunch of good for nothing girls, including the one who ripped off my earlobes.( god, if i hadn't deleted the photo of my severed ears dangling with so much blood i would fucking post it up here. shit was gorey af)she wasn't one of them, though. she has substance.

we go home at around five and this was taken in a state of slight tipsiness. for some reason i liked how the landscape looked and stopped for a photo (hue changed).

you'll see the shadow of one of the two girls i had a hyperfixation on during this time. i talked about her in my 'flashbacks'. i have yet to talk about the other one. if my memory is correct, this was a stolen photo, because she had asked me to take one from her phone.

i remember i was sitting in the very narrow and slippery smoking area of our workplace when i took this. you can even see smoke.

a hobby of mine, though it hasn't recently been. i like handwritten letters. my favorite part is the melting of the wax. i love mixing the colors too. sometimes i don't even write letters i just play with the wax. i don't even know what are in some of these letters that i wrote. i wish i was motivated enough to write some more.