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Member
Anna
19/Female/United States
Birthday
August 14, 1992
Last Visit Unknown
I need you here with me.
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It has been quite a while since I've been active on here. Between college, working, and socializing I hardly have any time to myself, and therefore photography gets neglected.
I have a need to make art though, so I plan on picking up my camera again very soon. Oh how I miss it so.
My dream is to be a photographer. And travel. I want to see the world. I don't want to grow up and sit in an office all day worrying about how I'm going to pay off all the shiny crap that I've bought through the years. I don't see how that's enjoyable. Life is short, and youth is shorter, so why waste it behind a desk?
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An insincere and evil friend is more to be feared than a wild beast. for a wild beast may wound your body, but an evil friend will wound your mind."-Buddha
Your work is incredible! You have some massive potential, m'dear!
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Standing at the door, the sounds ceased; the silence held dominion. Those oh-so Deathly Hallows, ones that conceal great dark and mystery. I stared with knowing survelance. These rooms, thought I, soon to be enveloped in the tight matchbox of destruction.
Sta.sh
Gloomy 
