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I hope he doesn’t see my mustache, let me wax. he’s so fine I need pictures, now take one with me
These are the only memories she has left of them. She can’t believe he chose his dog over her.
This photo is attempting to capture Inception. A picture, within a picture, within a picture, within a picture.
Not only do drunk nights produce memories recalled only through photos but lasting evidence of her phone before it broke.
It’s about two friends whom kept their relationship a secret; are now breaking the news about their upcoming wedding.
somehow, hidden amongst the invites: a memento of a treasured past. “Remember when I took Dad to prom?” she laughed.
And with a single text message the two-man traveling band broke up leaving tickets to their last performance untouched.
Before the bird covered my phone’s screen, I saw a picture.