every once in a while i feel fancy. then i go out, take a picture of something that nobody else ever photographed in that way (a butterfly on a flower, shot wide open? mindblowingly creative.) and then i go back home and cry.
every once in a while i feel fancy. then i go out, take a picture of something that nobody else ever photographed in that way (a butterfly on a flower, shot wide open? mindblowingly creative.) and then i go back home and cry.
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