It’s pretty, isn’t it?
I wish the candid pictures of me were that nice, but instead, most of them look like I’m possessed or stoned..
Buy me a bouquet of lavender and I’m yours. (Not even sure if the flowers in the picture are lavenders, but yeah. I like the smell of lavenders.)
(Source: fairycastle)
Isn’t it pretty? Not my wrinkly hand, the flower. There’s a purple disc thing. Aww.
I’m going to call this picture Big Brother. I don’t know why, I don’t know when, I don’t know how. But I have decided. Hmph.
And this is my trying to be a photographer. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA IT’S HIDEOUS! I think it’s a daisy. I saw this pretty little flower (Nah, it was pretty ordinary. I was just feeling artsy that day…which didn’t help my shitty photography abilities) in the front yard of my neighbour’s house. I was being a creep and going into the yard and snapping pictures in the bush. Yeah. I’m weird. Don’t judge me.
