when my A-levels are all finished, i'm going on to college to do my art foundation, then after that a degree of some sort.
so i'm going to start with the photography series, since i have a lovely new camera (ok so it's not that new anymore)


LoveThe golden locket rests around my neck Waiting for the realisationLove
of its symbol.
Displaying to everyone but myself The meaning The emotion and the three simple words.
Worn everyday with little thought but if forgotten and reached for panic floods through
Rememberance, It's safe where it lies no-one to displace it no-one to change it.
Why worry? The reasons are clear fearing the loss of your love fearing drowning in your daily life becoming insignificant
Please, Speak it aloud! let i
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why should i care ?
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I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier...
The last of Barrett's Privateers!
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I can't not think
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I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier...
The last of Barrett's Privateers!
-Tani
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No one can help. Nothing can hide you. Isn't that Sweeney there beside you? ~Sweeney Todd, the Demon Barber of Fleet Street
[link]
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Be yourself... unless you suck!
Es una vieja estacion de tren que habia en mi ciudad y al tren se le llamaba cariņosamente "Escachamatas"
El dibujo no lo he hecho yo pero me gusta tanto que he decidido compartirlo.
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I can't not think
Hope you enjoy your stay in here
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A casual stroll through the lunatic asylum shows that faith does not prove anything.
Friedrich Nietzsche
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