Nyataimori

I approve of that freaky new bullet building in London. I do not approve of how red you are. You´re like a stick of cinnamon gum. But not the kind with the flavor crystals. That would mean you have bad acne.

i’m red? i was never that red. point out this red picture to me, shamai. unless you mean my hair in london pictures. then that is red.

I submit picture 132. My dear, if you stood at the corner of an intersection, I would totally pause.

though i am wearing a red bandana, i tell you i did not sunburn that day. that is just me looking tan. weirdly tan, admittedly. since i tanned in odd blotches. stupid forehead. stupid left side of stomach. stupid healing scar tissue which did not tan at all.

My god, you´re a mess. Go see a doctor right now.

Yeah. The kind that’s in New Zealand. And take your camera with you.

I have problems reconciling the ideas of, on the one hand, major historical landmarks, and on the other hand, people I know taking pictures of them. I was going through your pictures last night and had to stop at one of the Acropolis and rant for three minutes to Jacob about how it’s utterly impossible that that’s the actual honest-to-god Acropolis right there and Michele, who isn’t a demigod or international celebrity but is in fact a real person, was fucking standing looking right at it.

So you’ve justified your picture-taking binges as far as I’m concerned. Keep it up.

yeah, seriously, i also touched a stalagmite that was formed from the sulfer stream that the oracle at delphi got high on back in the day. that was a little fucked up.

Once I touched the hair of the girl who played the annoying neighbor on Small Wonder.

it’s so nice to have pictures of michele finally! good job aunt mary.

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