i’ve always avoided having my picture taken, my whole life. my partner, for example, only has two or three pictures of us together, all taken under protest. i’ve been trying to remedy this lately, pushing myself to allow my picture to be taken, though always with the caveat that no one is allowed to see it except the person i’m having it taken with (and it’s never a picture of just me). for the first time in my life, i’ve got multiple pieces of photographic evidence of my own existence. it’s a very, very strange feeling.

i think my head is lopsided.