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It’s so fun! Send your bsf the picture of the black cat you saw last night and tell her it looks like her as a cat! Send the girl you met the other day a photo of the sunset, bc for whatever reason it gave off the same energy as her! Screenshots work to the same effect. Show your mum the screenshot you took of that pretty vintage lamp! Js tell people in your life “this made me think of you,” it’s so fun.
Dec 4, 2024
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So sweet to send them to thank them for your shared experience, and I’d much rather look at one of these than ten pics from that day
Jan 23, 2024
I love capturing texts that make my day or make me laugh or make me cry. I love swiping through my album of screenshotted conversations as I remember all the words, thoughts, and photos that people I love wanted to share with me. My friend randomly texted about Jim Croce on a Monday morning and I don’t ever want to forget that sentiment. I love being a memory hoarder
Apr 1, 2025
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I realized how beautiful rivers are and how peaceful and natural so I was googling pictures of them and decided to share this glorious discovery with loved ones. I started texting pics of them to friends and so many started sending me river pics in return! And they got so excited like "omg look at this little cutie pie of a stream." It's time to river post, babes
Jan 30, 2024
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Video someone you love whilst they talk. Record the sound of the birds singing at your grandparents’ house, the sound of traffic in the distance. Write about literally anything, or even just make notes of what you think. Make shitty art, whether it’s poetry or painting or music. One day, you’ll be glad that you have more than just photos to remember your life by; there’ll be evidence you lived.
May 17, 2024
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I can’t cope I need more movies I need to watch them I need to log them I need to rate them I need to review them I need to read everyone else‘s cooler and more witty reviews
Jun 14, 2024
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Not in a creepy way.
I love looking at what they’ve got sat in their windowsill, and imagining the kind of person that stuff would belong to. Picturing the layout, and wondering if I’ll ever live somewhere similar, and whether they like it or not. I often find myself getting carried away trying to envision myself living in that place, in that location, even going as far as to imagine a career and social circles and a morning routine for myself, only to be jolted back to reality when I see the sillouhette of the inhabitant, the vague and shadowy suggestion of a real life person rather than some sort of self-insert. If I’m caught staring, I try to give them a look that says “you’d really benefit from investing in a pair of curtains,”.
Sep 29, 2024