So, I'm a beginner in photography, and well. this is where i share my pictures? (that's what you say, right? yeah, i'm terrible at this Hope you all like them!
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White roses. Picture came out a bit hazy, though
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I was eleven years old and I'd lost my mother, and my soul. And the crucible gave me you.
The simple truth is that authors like making people squirm. If this weren't the case, all novels would be filled completely with cute bunnies having birthday parties.
When we are children we seldom think of the future. This innocence leaves us free to enjoy ourselves as few adults can. The day we fret about the future is the day we leave our childhood behind. — Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind
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