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About Me Member Experimental Photographer Velcu Marina Elena15/Female/Romania Recent Activity Deviant for 1 Week
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  • Current Residence: Brasov,Romania
  • Favourite movie: Angels And Demons
  • Favourite band or musician: Deathstars,Marilyn Manson
  • Favourite artist: Mark Ryden
  • Favourite photographer: Viona

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:iconrinymph:
Thank you so much for the :+fav:s! :hug:

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For the king for the land for the mountains! by Rhapsody
Faith and wish will bring about every desire.
Fantasy is a state of mind. It's a feeling. It's a temptation, which is impossible to resist. =RiNymph
My stocks ~RiNymph-Stock
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:hug:

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I don't care if your world is ending today
Because I wasn't invited to it anyway
You said I tasted famous, so I drew you a heart
But now I'm not an artist I'm a fucking work of art
:icondivuar:
thank you for the faaaaaav! :happy:

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The only excuse for making a useless thing is that one admires it intensely. All art is quite useless.

- Oscar Wilde, 1854 – 1900
:iconnox-lamia:
you're welcome!^^

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I don't care if your world is ending today
Because I wasn't invited to it anyway
You said I tasted famous, so I drew you a heart
But now I'm not an artist I'm a fucking work of art
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:iconcitamichan: :iconheartemote: :iconcitamichan: Un multumesc intarziat! :iconcitamichan: :iconheartemote: :iconcitamichan:

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The dream was always running ahead of me. To catch up, to live for a moment in unison with it, that was the miracle. (Anais Nin)

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