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an extremely bloated photography thread from a girl who somehow romanticises everything she sees 
I started shooting film during lockdown (this spring) and became obsessed with golden hour in the quarantine stillness of my town
once you start looking up and shooting the sky, there's really no going back...
when I die, I think I'll be remembered for my unexplainable fascination with telephone poles
the curse of being raised by the sea is the constant need to seek it out
oh to live in the world of my own photos...
just a lil double exposure interlude
I want to live in these photos, I'm just obsessed with the autumnal intimacy...
sneaking around my home town to try and make it feel new again
these feel nostalgic for a life that I'm still living
