NATASHA ADRIANNE KING
Photography/Writing/Thoughts
1.14.2011
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I miss Pol.
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the day where we played the piano's and I almost cried.
moar art of mine
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a slew of my art
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doodles
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last art show I went to. another one tmw. should be interesting... so.many.hipsters.
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amelie is the love of ma vie
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11.14.2010
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If you walk away I'll walk away first tell me which road you will take I don't want to risk our paths crossing someday so you...
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got super depressed last night. drowned in rain. then, just like that, made a ton of art and feel better.
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my art.
11.09.2010
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When I was a girl, I used to think that behind every door Their lay two possibilities, And depending on the exact second I turned the...
11.05.2010
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I'm in this sort of weird mood where I'm sort of balanced but also sort of numb and could burst into fervent tears at any moment.
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do you want to know one of the most painful things I have ever experienced? being told me someone that you truly care about and feel a very...
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Emma
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I remember what he tastes like. I don't know if I am capable of erasing that.
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I'm sick, and we all know what that means. Maybe not. Well, I typically get sick every six months, am bed-ridden, and sink into sadnes...
11.03.2010
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Eric est mon amour.
11.02.2010
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My pal Kate.
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Bring me sunflowers and bring me a landscape of clouds, and rain.
11.01.2010
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On top of all that, I mean, as insane as this may sound, that is only an infintessimalblink right now, because, although it does come to min...
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There are so many ironies in the world. Some of the most sensitive people I know are capable of being the most insensitive, and I feel like ...
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