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I'm Felicity. Future historians, I grant you permission to use this documentation of life circa ages 16-20 for research purposes. (lol jk..lets eat cupcakes)
I'm Felicity. Future historians, I grant you permission to use this documentation of life circa ages 16-20 for research purposes. (lol jk..lets eat cupcakes)
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This was one of my all time favorite pictures I have taken in my few years of doing photography.
The point of this picture and the people with bags over their heads is to represent what society does to genders. First off, people assume gender by body type but in this picture you could have two transgenders, one, both male, both female, or any other combination and we would still be the same… Human.
Now, women are victimized by wearing revealing clothing or not being afraid to show their bodies with pride as well as being comfortable with their sexuality, while a nearly nude male doing the exact same thing won’t be put down for showing off the body they have.
Regaurdless of what you take this message as, I just want everyone to realize that we are all the same kind and we are all unique. People have no right to judge another person by what they wear, or who they choose to be.
(For safety purposes on this picture I had taken a picture of this from my wall)
© BU Photography 2013
I am actually like crying at the amount of notes on this in a 10 hour period. This is by far my best picture I have taken in a really long time.
Thank you guys so much
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SO I have a chest infection, bruised ribs, and a bunch of ugly pills sitting on my desk.
But you know what? This isn’t a bad day.
Tomorrow’s cumulative exam that I was not prepared for got deferred and the Dr. was kind enough to give me a medical note for my Saturday exam just in case I’m still sick.I started crying in her office because “my chest was hurting really bad” (aka I really wanted my mom and dad) ..and I caught her tearing up too when she listened to my chest and heard my laboured breathing. She definitely knew the real reason why I was crying.
My boy called me before he flew back home and hearing his voice made me feel a bit better. I spoke to my Mom and Dad too and got one of my Dad’s classic non-pharmaceutical tips to feel better (put your hand on your tummy when you’re coughing). One of my floormates was kind enough to pick up my prescription for me so I could rest in bed. Even though I feel like an 80 year old woman who needs an oxygen tank, I’m blessed.
Now..time to eat Swiss Chalet.
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Cause this love is a sure thing.
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14 DAYS UNTIL EXAMS.
Grind time!
but there’s so many things to feel happy and blessed for. It actually feels like spring now! My Nanie, my ray of sunshine, brought me so many blessings this year. & Everything - my mind, relationships are so much healthier now.
Love always.
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With a mix of not sleeping for 22 hours and not wearing my glasses…
7am felt like a dream.
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I’m happy when you’re happy too.
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Fall in love with your own vision.
