Again, plot credit goes to -weightIess
-HARRY-
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I uploaded one of my many beautiful photos to tumblr again, not captioning it.
I don't take these photos to be tumblr famous. Being tumblr famous is like a firework, fast, loud, and worthless, I only uploaded it to tumblr in case something happened to my phone, laptop, camera, and hard drive.
These photos are my life. Losing them would be like losing a child to me. I had dreams of becoming a photographer, or at least a professional magazine photo-shopper.
But I want to keep these photos forever. So when I'm old and crippled, I'll remember the start of my dreams coming true. When I was a 21 year old boy with long hair and $2,000 gold boots.
Instantly I got re-blogs, which I indeed loved to see, though it was not all I liked to see.
I loved my pictures, I loved my camera, I loved the aesthetic of it all. The thrill I got when I saw such high quality.
I smiled and took a quick scroll through my tumblr, seeing the beautiful pictures I take.
I jumped as my phone buzzed, it was sitting on my laptop so it made this loud, obnoxious noise.
I sighed and lifted it up, seeing it was from my mum. I decided not to text her back, seeing as the text was just a hello.
This is how my life went every day, until I met him.
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Picture Imperfect » larry au
FanficHarry has a thing for taking pictures of beautiful things. He doesn't care what it is, if it's beautiful, he will take a picture of it. Then he meets Louis, a very beautiful thing. “Are you really taking a picture of me, Harry?” “Yes, as I said, I...
