god i love couscous…
Know what’d be great and I’d be thankful for?
If some of you loverly folks would follow my photography blog: hellotharimages.tumblr.com
It’s all my work and…yeah…it’d be awesome…
Photoshoot went wellllll today!
Everyone was beautiful.
I hate to do it, but I’m putting a serious watermark over all of my stuff after someone tried to steal my photos last time. I know it obstructs the beauty of the photograph, but…it has to be done in a way that my signature won’t be cropped out -_-
Check out the photoblog later: hellotharimages.tumblr.com
Everything’s been taken down since the last snatch and I’m working on watermarking everything.
I’m not thinking about anyone’s negative bullshit. I have enough to focus on and I’m tired of people dumping on me and not caring one way or another about me.
And you know what? Despite being busy as FUCK, I feel better already just by telling myself I’m not going to be bothered with any negative nancys.
Keep your negativity to yoursellllf~
Can I do this Spanish assignment on whatever I want?
Can…I do it on Miguel? Is that fair…
Do you ever just hate someone? Hate is a strong word, but I’m pretty sure I genuinely, strongly, passionately hate this person. If I ever saw them again it would be FAR too soon.
I hear people are faced with hardships as tests and trials and shit to make them stronger.
I am gaining some kind of strength.
I hate her so much.
Oh my god. Explaining the difference between sex and gender to these stupid people in my class is physically hurting me.
“I feel like dressing down and people say I act masculine. Does that mean I’m trans?”
Oh. My. God.