this is such a bad photo i love it

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LOOK AT THE PRETTY IDRI!!!!

Awww, thank you, lovely!

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The background. LOLOLOL. ahhha. also you are pretty :)

The background is the source of much laughter at the lunch table at work. :-P

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I wish I could pull off glasses like that. You are beautiful! (and the view isn’t half-bad either!)

Aww, thank you, you wonderful person you! I’ve had glasses for most of my life (I got my first pair when I was four), so I never really think about whether or not I can pull them off. They’re just permanently part of my face, haha. 

And the best thing about where I live is that we are never short of nice water views!!:

anonymous asked:

best and worst part about being a photographer?

honestly the good cancels out anything bad (but i cant even think of anything bad) and the best is definitely getting to photograph my favorite artists and bands and also meeting other photographers, thats especially fun at festivals bc you become this crew for 3-4 days. and what i love about photographing Gerard’s events in particular his signings is ppl finding a photo of them and Gerard that ive taken and them being happy about it :)

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.