The Circle of Life!

Circles are...weird. And as perfect as they are, they are probably one of the most relatable shapes around. Me? Of all people? "Palling around" with geometry? I kid you not. Why is it that many things in life seem to come full circle? Why is it that many things in our imperfect realm of existence follow the smooth curve of a perfectly round circle, no matter how rocky the path may be? I could try to come up with an example, but I think that it would take away from the true individual application of "the circle" to each of our own lives. 

So I'll leave you at that with something to think about.

BISOU

Fréd

Health Class Heros

Oh High School. As much as I want it to be completely over, I still do enjoy the times when I can laugh and just relax instead of studying all the time...

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fréd

New York vs. Boston

sorry i haven't posted in a while. not like anyone reads this anyways. but i found two pictures of the city that i find to directly contrast each other. So naturally, i had to share them.

I wish i had something to say about these, but i really don't. Only maybe how amazing it is that i was able to take a picture of a boston street with it being completely (completely) empty. Sure, boston is no NYC, but there are still a lot of people/cars.

My friend steph and I will probably shoot some pictures in the near future. it should be fun, and i'll post them for the world to see =).

sorry this is all blue and underlined, i don't know what happened.

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fréd

Shoes

If there's one thing you should know about me, 

its that i love to take pictures of almost everything

so if you see a post without a picture that I took,

there's a problem. :)

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Fréd

That girl who never seems to get it.

So yeah, I guess I could describe myself as that girl who never seems to get it.

There are always those people who can go mega thrifting and find amazing things.

I'm the person who leaves with...a scarf...or a tacky accessory that ends up at the bottom of my jewelry box or something.

Me Voilà.

I tend to wear weird things, that often don't only not match, but just look plain terrible. 

Hah. One of my biggest regrets now that I look back on it:

It makes me scream WHY FRED?

But yeah. That's me.

The girl who never seems to get it.

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Fréd

oh fred.

Welcome. I basically made this, well, because I was fed up with having to rely on other people to make a successful blog.

So here we are. 

Oh Fred.

bisou

Fréd