My life.

This post is titled my life because my roommate is my life. If you need to find me, you call her or visa versa. When we're not physically together we are snapping, texting, and tweeting. I don't have a boyfriend, I have my roommate and I think my picture story accurately represents that. With that being said,  As I was figuring out images to use to show my topic, which is my roommate, I realized that most of the pictures I had of her, weren't actually of her, they were of objects that she should be involved with but had somehow gone MIA. The picture I chose for the photo story that she wasn't there for was a picture of her empty bed at 6 AM on a Monday morning. Somewhere she should have been, but wasn't.
I also hope she never sees this, because she has no idea that I took pictures of her all weekend for the purpose of a school assignment, or like in general. It's okay.

But where has my roommate gone?

This is actually a candid picture I took of her at a
Halloween party when she didn't know I was about to snap a picture.
Tears rollin down my face y'all. 

Sunday Night Snuggles.
Tender.

This picture actually came from a secret
video I took of her while dancing. Interesting,
but very accurate a representation.