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king virginia
Bio
Clearly I romanticize the hell out of my fever dreams.
Stories (2/0)
the final edit
I wasn’t like the other girls. I never edited my photos. I knew my friends and all their friends would spend hours before posting—filling out their top lips, blurring pimples, and photoshopping out the cigarettes they were holding—but not me. And not because I was confident, but because I was so painfully insecure that I did not want to even make an attempt to alter pictures in any way in fear of someone noticing…because if someone notices…then not only do they know you’re insecure about posting, but also terrible at doing so. This was not a risk worth taking for me. Photography was improving at a pace I couldn’t keep up with, and it was my freshman year of college, so my high school siblings were already at risk of being cooler than me. I was still primarily using Facebook, and my sister had given up trying to get me to understand Instagram. She once told me that I’m embarrassing myself by getting under thirty likes and that I should probably delete anything that doesn’t hit the mark. I rarely hit thirty, and when I did, it was usually thanks to my little sister telling all her friends that I had posted and they should go like it. Usually, any given post would have a like or two from people my age, and the comments would be flooded with heart eye emojis from thirteen year olds.
By king virginia3 years ago in Photography
windfalls and tornados
She had always planned her budget around these windfalls. Nobody really understood how this always seemed to work out, but it always did. I’m pretty sure the number one rule of budgeting is to never spend money before you get it, but anything coming her way was already spent. And not on stupid things—every purchase was more of a communal contribution, a generous tithe even. If she had cash, it was going towards something for everyone. If it was ten bucks, they got cheap wine for the night, and if it was a hundred, it included dinner. Money did not hold much value to her, even though she was perpetually stressed out by it.
By king virginia3 years ago in Families