This was going to be a place where I was going to document everything
I put in my mouth. I'm nearing my third week and already I've come to
realize that that won't do. I'm just too lazy to bring the camera with me
everywhere and sometimes a girl just needs to eat like a pig and not share
it with the world, so I've decided that this will still be a look at me eat kind of
ordeal but from now on I'm going to go off topic whenever the inspiration hits me.
(Not that I've been holding anything back, as the flea-market box, accessory collection
and bead sprite photos can attest, but still, I'm hereby making this bullcrap official.)
I put in my mouth. I'm nearing my third week and already I've come to
realize that that won't do. I'm just too lazy to bring the camera with me
everywhere and sometimes a girl just needs to eat like a pig and not share
it with the world, so I've decided that this will still be a look at me eat kind of
ordeal but from now on I'm going to go off topic whenever the inspiration hits me.
(Not that I've been holding anything back, as the flea-market box, accessory collection
and bead sprite photos can attest, but still, I'm hereby making this bullcrap official.)
Didn't take these photos but I'm the culprit responsible for filling the balloons,
stashing them in the laundry basket, forgetting about their existence, and then
having my ever so diligent cousin carry it down to the laundry.
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