Britt Grimm: my eyes tripped, my vision stuttered and your face was repeated because once was not enough.
Britt Grimm: I traded everything, you faded like a smoke ring
Britt Grimm: all mixed up in the wash, hot water bleeding our colors
Britt Grimm: no, no, i think it's more like a ghost that's been following us both. something vague that we're not seeing...
Britt Grimm: focus on what's important
Britt Grimm: the mean reds
Britt Grimm: "In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer." - Albert Camus
Britt Grimm: mikeD in the house
Britt Grimm: i am just not sure anymore
Britt Grimm: and i've got second sight... i've got amazing powers of observation...
Britt Grimm: 💕🎠 playground love 🎠💕
Britt Grimm: anatomy of a dichotomy
Britt Grimm: It is almost foreign to be only foreign at this point, and I honestly don't remember how to post something like it is no big deal.
Britt Grimm: I watched you braid your hair, you're from another time...
Britt Grimm: Polaroid week, no idea what day, photo 1 of probably 1
Britt Grimm: ophelia #11
Britt Grimm: lately I have been a ghost
Britt Grimm: from my first pack of impossible project film...
Britt Grimm: the mask i polish in the evening by the morning looks like shit
Britt Grimm: sunflower sutra part I'm still here
Britt Grimm: window pain #63
Britt Grimm: body dismorphia
Britt Grimm: good news and bad news... I managed to switch the cartridge for a pack of I-Type black and white film so I could use it in a retro Polaroid! But... It looks like this. I like it when this happens, so good news all around, I suppose...
Britt Grimm: roll film week day five, I think...? Just now joining in...
Britt Grimm: untitled entitlement
Britt Grimm: the upside down
Britt Grimm: you stuttered like a kaleidoscope / cause you knew too many words...
Britt Grimm: there is not a girl out there with love in her eyes, nor flowers in her hair. that's not where flowers grow. there. now someone has told you.
Britt Grimm: blue monday
Britt Grimm: rising from the meadow