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<\/p>\nStrange photos. This was in the middle of Mitchell and me becoming such good friends that we actually annoyed the rest of the theatre department. They were all like, “God, whatever, with you two skipping down the hallway.” We could not believe our luck: that we had discovered one another! We were absolutely inseparable. We also felt like, “Why is everyone annoyed<\/i> that we are friends?” Too funny. It was all so dramatic.<\/p>\n
Speaking of dramatic, here we are at a Halloween party (we’re obviously not dressed up, for once) – and we all seem to be crammed into the corner of the kitchen – and look at the random dude with the checkered face – and somehow, these photos make it seem like something very dramatic and cinematic and possibly DISTURBING is going down.<\/p>\n
Meanwhile, we’re just goofing around. But the photos look like something else is happening.<\/p>\n
Mitchell and I don’t care about our surroundings, and those people behind us are actually our friends, but we are all about each other.<\/p>\n
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Strange photos. This was in the middle of Mitchell and me becoming such good friends that we actually annoyed the rest of the theatre department. They were all like, “God, whatever, with you two skipping down the hallway.” We could … Continue reading