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Some days I feel like an old painting.
What are you waiting for? The day is gone. I said, "I'm waiting for dawn."
Me: 20 years young lady with a boy's name. Born in Texas, in love with the Carolinas. INFJ. Living in Charlottesville. Addicted to salted caramel. Enthralled with Jesus. A little bit feminist, a little bit in love. I voted for Ron Paul last election, and I'm not ashamed.
Who are you?
Me: 20 years young lady with a boy's name. Born in Texas, in love with the Carolinas. INFJ. Living in Charlottesville. Addicted to salted caramel. Enthralled with Jesus. A little bit feminist, a little bit in love. I voted for Ron Paul last election, and I'm not ashamed.
Who are you?
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Red lips. That cardigan was too small for my 12 year old brother, so I took it and it fits perfectly.
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About a year ago when I moved into the monastery. Has it really been that long? Wow. A friend was trying to take a picture of me when I had a headache and I tried to stop her and this was the result. I ended out liking it.
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My sister trying out my camera. My dear friend Kelly got me that feather for my 18th birthday, because she knows my love of both birds and the colour blue.
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Last night, I watched the storm and drank tea and listened to Listener.
“So I’ve built a wooden heart inside this iron ship to sail these blood red seas and find your coasts, don’t let these waves wash away your hopes. This war-ship is sinking, and I still believe in anchors, pulling fist fulls of rotten wood from my heart, I still believe in saviors.”
Theme: Linear by Peter Vidani
