I’m throwing in the towel. It’s 1.30am anyway. Seriously, I don’t know what I was thinking with that thick border. Maybe I wasn’t. Sure I can remove it, but why should I, it’d just fuck up the scaling of the image.
Sometimes, I’m a perfectionist at the worst times.
I intended to do a few more, but my eyelids seem to be applying for some kind of permit to protest against that. I’m wondering if I can cook with my eyes closed, for tomorrow’s lunch is yet to be prepared.
I love photos. Taking them, editing them. Making them really mine.
Though it is questionable, my colour coordination.
