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Ur friends & future self will thank you - good for photos & cute notes u wanna keep hold of & as a favor for others. Turn ur google drive into a digital shoebox under the bed!
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your family never wants to tackle digitization, but it’s a fun and engaging activity. maybe even organizing the old prints and negatives too, if you feel extra generous.
Dec 23, 2023
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If you take a photo of your friends, don't scan it / share it for a few years. They'll ask you once a week for a month or two and you just have to say 'yeah I'll send it soon!' but then don't. Then like 5 years later, send them the photo they've always wanted but probably forgotten about. At this point they could probably even pass as a decent birthday present.
Nov 5, 2023
Like my father before me I take pictures of everything. My entire childhood is meticulously documented in videos and photos and stored on an external hard drive. When my pets have died in the past I would have to search through all of my pictures and manually add the 2,000-3,000 photos I had of each of them to an album.
I started a Google Photos album of Benny the day I got him. it’s nice to be able to go to it whenever I’m feeling sentimental about him and see all of the moments we’ve shared together so far (and it’s shared with my family so they can see every update as they’re added)!
Sep 23, 2024
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Feb 1, 2024
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Sometimes society just doesn’t deserve my presence! Sorry bout it!
Feb 20, 2024
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Something like: I’ll die if I never learn how many girls your mother knew about after the first date, and am I still the only gringa in her mind, and did it feel like something out of another life for you too, or was that just me, and do you ever think about the last bench we sat on, do you think anything about anything at all, and are you even still in this country, and how could Raisinets possibly be someone's favorite candy, and how do I make the good dreams stop, and are you happy, or were you ever, or would I have made you if you just let me, and how do I fill in the blanks for myself, how can I give up caring so deeply, and why should i, for that matter, when these are the only things I care so deeply about, and if I write well enough, would it make you regret it, and if yes, how could I get you to read the words, and how many were there, and what was the moment, and do all the questions cling to you too, or did even one, even just for a minute, and is it wasted time waiting, would I have had you if I had the means, or smarter parents, or one less percentage of body fat, or if I had waited, if I had just waited, and has anyone since made you finish faster, and did they do what you wanted because it’s what they wanted too, or only because you asked, and will I ever listen to Ravel without wanting to cry, or read the word purpose without wondering if you ever managed to figure it out, or look at a mollusk again without thinking of you as a child, small enough to hold, in miniature trousers and wire-rimmed glasses — the only version of you I can ever imagine — lying sunlit on a lily pad inside a castle made of glass, and one day, one day will I learn to stop asking questions that no one, no one who will ever read them, could possibly understand? And how would it feel to have all the answers? I swear I’ll die if I never know
... Anyways y'all should try it.
Mar 24, 2024