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Mary
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This is the place where you can personalize your profile!
But, how?
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Don't forget, restraints can bring out the creativity in you!
Now go forth and astound us all with your devious profiles!
Yeah, I actually hadn't remembered that dA even had journals. How win of me.
So. Hi there. *waves*
I'll be back with something interesting soon, I'm sure. I'm going back to school in a month, gonna see if I can actually do this photography program. Maybe I'll have stuff to post then. Amaazing.
-- Space is big. You just won't believe how vastly, hugely, mind- bogglingly big it is. I mean, you may think it's a long way down the road to the chemist's, but that's just peanuts to space.
Douglas Adams, The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy
To much of nothing has gotten me sick
Black voids and craters cover me thick
To walk up ahead makes my blood work my heart
But I'll fill up my voids with something called ART ::
This is a first...
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Space is big. You just won't believe how vastly, hugely, mind- bogglingly big it is. I mean, you may think it's a long way down the road to the chemist's, but that's just peanuts to space.
Douglas Adams, The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy
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Click and find out less about me.
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my heart turns violently inside of my chest--
Lubb j00 all.
To much of nothing has gotten me sick
Black voids and craters cover me thick
To walk up ahead makes my blood work my heart
But I'll fill up my voids with something called ART ::
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