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i used to carry those photos around EVERYWHERE. i wouldn't let anyone else touch them.
i used to be blonde as a youngin'. so now you know why i'm a bit slow, ahaha.
i was pushing hard. i remember that park ..i loved it.
one of my favourite photos of myself, ahaha. was about ..5? love the hair.
ima cheeky lil bugger.
i remember that day. i had just come home from a wedding, and my dad wanted to take a photo of me. i didn't want that. so i cried.
my sister and i ...hugging?!
aw.
mum, sister, me.
mum and sister. aw, cute. she was so podgy.
mum sister and i again.
i remember taking that photo ..and that day. she thought she could see the person on the other end of the line if she did that.
my sister on that wedding day. aw, haah.
my dad used to be a hippy. that's him and my half brother, whom i've never seen. only in photos.
and again.
agaain.
my aunt violet. now my dads girlfriend...or wevva : |
my dad and his friend, in germany.
and thus concludes this wonderful glimpse into my childhood.
ps-last night i had a dream about a talking camera.