| well hi! my name is vanessa. i have kind of a strange sense of humor and very few get it, but when they do, we share laughs for days. i have this weird ability to be terribly upset one night, and be completely over it - no matter how bad, the next day. i procrastinate a lot. i'm not very good with words, and i'm kind of socially awkward at times... i have an obsession with music. my ipod is my lifeline. going without the music that i love for more than a couple of hours just feels strange and unnatural. i'm very particular about what i consider 'good' and i have an opinion on almost everything music related. i tend to take people for granted and forget to tell them just how much they mean to me, but i try my best. i think i'm pretty creative.. i get random urges to paint things, or write something or find the perfect picture - i've got ways to accomodate for all 3 such urges. i love thunderstorms and rain and winter and night time. i'm not a materialistic person at all.. i can easily go 6 months without purchasing anything substantial. i have some pretty strong morals that i stand by, but at the same time i'm fairly open minded about most things... at least, i try to be. i love my dreams. they're so disconnected, abstract, surreal and lucid all at the same time. my two main passions are photography and music. to say i'm a bit of a sky fanatic would be the understatement of the year. aside from my strange anglophilia, the sky and everything it entails would have to be my biggest fetish. my camera of choice is a canon powershot sx110is. it's wonderful. also, i'd just like to make mention of how extremely intimidated and jealous i am of all the wonderful artists on deviantart. i hope you might enjoy my pissy excuse for art. well, that's about all i have to say for now. the end. |
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Through me the way is to the city dolent;
Through me the way is to eternal dole;
Through me the way among the people lost.
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a savage clamour! well, may i get aboard. this is the chase; i am gone forever! [exit; pursued by a bear]
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Through me the way is to the city dolent;
Through me the way is to eternal dole;
Through me the way among the people lost.
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i realised you were no good for me when the evenings in turned into the nights out and the good times turned into the drunk ones. Are you so happy to be high , because i can say you're certainly not mighty when you fall.
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a savage clamour! well, may i get aboard. this is the chase; i am gone forever! [exit; pursued by a bear]
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i realised you were no good for me when the evenings in turned into the nights out and the good times turned into the drunk ones. Are you so happy to be high , because i can say you're certainly not mighty when you fall.
I can't see half the da,n comment box so I'ma go away now before I write something stupid, like spaghettios or something... Whee!
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The sun is an abandoned child. once, when the world was dark his mother hung him in the sky with the thread from her womb. he runs, illuminating the world, looking for her.
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