Suffer for Fashion

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The only thing to do when you’re a wannabe photographer with a nosebleed? Whip out the camera and try to forget about the drips hitting your white t-shirt.

Nosebleed

Nosebleed

Badass?

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10 Comments

  1. Jessica R. says:

    I’m not sure if this is just gross or emo? I just looked at your eyes again. Definitely emo.

  2. Lisa says:

    I’m with Jessica. Totally emo.

  3. Cassie says:

    Crack user? No? The air is too dry, you say?

    I guess emo, then.

  4. Tracey says:

    This is where you convert the photo to black and white and keep the blood bright red.

    Album cover for your future band!

  5. clubbingdresswearer says:

    ok, looking at these photos made me laugh out loud! And then i was like ‘my cousin is BLEEDING! is that really something to laugh at?’ but then i remembered how i laughed really hard when you fell backward in one of those canvas chairs on grandma and grandpa’s front porch and I laughed uproariously whilst you cried. I guess i have some weird streak in me about seeing you hurt. Sorry. Again.

  6. Megan says:

    Wait, what happened?!

  7. Mike Lowrey says:

    You should have ducked. You know Kam drops his shoulder when he throws his jabs.

  8. Ouch!
    I’d hate to see the other blogger, though…
    right? Right?
    :)

  9. Even your nasal discharge is cooler than mine.

  10. Kim says:

    Do you even have pores? I hate you.