I have to put it somewhere where people can’t crop it out. If I made it any more transparent, you weren’t able to see it.
I also haven’t learned how to make it crooked….like cockeyed. (Do other people use that phrase?)
I figured out how to watermark on Gimp!!
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Friday the 13th is a horror movie. Also, superstition and such.
Friday and the number 13 were unlucky in their own right, says Steve Roud, author of The Penguin Guide to the Superstitions of Britain and Ireland.
“Because Friday was the day of the crucifixion, Fridays were always regarded as a day of penance and abstinence,” he says.
“This religious belief spilled over into a general dislike of starting anything – or doing anything important – on a Friday.”
I’m wearing my Jason Voorhees hockey jersey. I was going to go get a Jason Voorhees tattoo today, but 700ish people are supposed to be at the event, and I ain’t about that life
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!
I, like Jeff, enjoyed 17 much more than 16.
Man I wish I was her beer
Spicy
(I don’t eat gingerbread often. I prefer snickerdoodle)
(Welp…that’s dark)
Mexican.
(Like the “shell” gingerbread and the inside is full of icing and whatnot?)
Gingerbread
I was a human, breathing and thinking
Eating and drinking, philosophizing
I was a human, before you killed me
And ripped my heart out, I knew what love was
I’m sorry. The old Taylor can’t come to the phone right now. Why? Because she’s dead.
I…don’t remember geometry…I do remember having a love/hate relationship with it though
(I don’t know that song.)
(I’m probably scared of the dark now because of watching horror movies as a young child. But…horror movies now don’t scare me)
(I’m not scared of either, but I’m terrified of the dark)
No. Hercules…the Disney movie
At sams club. They have the bag of pizza rolls that can feed an army
Hahahaha
I call the bread and cheese…and industrial sized pizza rolls
HERCULES!
I’m not creative enough to put thoughts into words
Am I ready for love? Or maybe just a best friend. Should there be a difference? Do you have instructions? Maybe I’m stuck on what I see on tv. I grew up on Disney but this don’t feel like disney.
I’m a little kid and so are you. Don’t you go and grow up before I do. I’m a little kid with so much doubt. Do you wanna be there to see how I turn out?
It’s called rheum.
And I understand not wanting to feel old. My sweet 16 a few years back was veggietales themed.
Most of my birthdays involve me saying that I wanna fly to neverland so I don’t have to grow up. And I’m starting to feel less and less like and kid. Part of me hates that. Part of me is excited to see what my life will become.
I’m glad he got to pass such wisdom to you.
I probably won’t live long enough to see my currently nonexistent children turn 65.
(I’m laughing so hard right now)
I was scared of dentists and the dark
I was scared of pretty girls and starting conversations
I haven’t seen it
You mean HUNKules