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About Me Member Hack quesatiFemale/United States Recent Activity Deviant for 5 Years
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here's to the death of self-expression

Mon Apr 17, 2006, 6:43 AM
To Michael, I hope you're really fucking proud of yourself.

And to anyone who is just happening across here, I apologize for this disgusting empty space, it was forced upon me.

And to anyone looking for me, drop me a note, I will be checking back from time to time.

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:iconjohnny-darkrose:
Well thanks! Yeah, you can really see so many this kind of pics, and thatīs why I was thinking that should I even keep it...

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:iconfriekindonky:
thanks for the fav! and yes i really enjoyed making this work... it's one of the most intensive things i ever did - but it payed of...
greetz and lots of love,
sam.

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der zeit ihre kunst
der kunst ihre freiheit
:iconrubycored:
:wave: random deviant greetings! :D

Wish you happy holidays and new year!

:beer::horns:

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:iconhilikuskoolaid:
Hey. You've got great taste in music, just thought I'd let you know. Nice gallery, keep up the work.

cheers.
:iconxxmagdalenexx:
Heh.. Mm. I had one. Impossible relationship for many reasons. I've been walking around worried, not sure about anything, angry and all that for quite a while. Until now, we had some time to really talk. He just said some things I'd never expect. Hmm..

How have you been? I've missed you :p

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:iconmeta474:
You have some interesting photography. Keep it up.
:icondevileddante:
Cool Gallery you got going fellow deviant....:nod:

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They made frogs smoke till they exploded please sing my spring reverb and we have a map of a piano and there is a number of small things on the Old Mountain Radio that I want you to hear;the Ghosts you draw on my back.

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