Right that's decided on then. My theme's going to be phobias.
Possible/probable ones I could do:
Geliophobia- fear of laughter
Claustrophobia- fear of enclosed spaces
Chiraptophobia- fear of being touched
Cacophobia- fear of ugliness
Hynophobia- fear of sleep
Kenophobia- fear of empty spaces
Ligyrophobia- fear of loud noises
Panophobia- fear of everything
I've already done some photos for Lygophobia (fear of darkness). The picture below probably being the best one. Shoved a light bulb up his shirt whilst it was turned on.
The photo below is one of the photos of me. My hair looks a nice colour.
Hmm... I need to get a group of models together, in quite a few of my photos I need a crowd of people. Anyone reading this, you're invited to help out? Volunteer for me please? I will be grateful.
So fucking bored and jealous of those at that party right now. "Yeah, we're going to throw a piss up in the park, sure, come along!"... "Um, now we're having it at her house... I don't know if you're invited... Uh she probably wouldn't mind if you came along? No? OKAY THEN"
WHY DOES THIS KEEP HAPPENING TO ME?
You know what, I might as well fuck it and become a social recluse, it wouldn't make much difference anyway.
THERE IS NO FUCKING POINT EVEN TRYING, EVEN GETTING UPSET ABOUT IT.
I get so fucking angry about it. I haven't changed, I'm not different in the slightest but people just now can't see any point to me. Am I not fun anymore? Was I ever fun?
I can't be bothered with this shit anymore. I hate being on the fringe of everything.
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