Storified by Charlotte Beckett · Tue, Dec 18 2012 05:17:36
The men from Instagram came last night. They kicked down my doors and removed everything I've ever photographed. "It belongs to us now."
"Not the kittens! Not the sunset!" I screamed but they ignored me. They packed the sunsets into crates and cackled as I wept.
"Please leave me with my collection of familiar objects viewed from unfamiliar angles!" I wept. But they had gone. Now I have nothing.
