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~wesleybotham

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I have no delusions of artistic talent. Anything here that looks like talent is just the result of my taking enough photos to bump the quality of the top percentile up a few standard deviations. That is all.

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=Nueade Sep 1, 2008, 2:50:06 AM
Thank for the fav

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Je dormirais quand je serais mort

I'm french and I don't speak well English. So sorry for the mistakes !
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~TheDeathofAramis Aug 5, 2008, 9:28:15 PM
What an original name.

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~"And the poets were just kids who didn't make it."
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~wesleybotham Aug 5, 2008, 9:34:43 PM
Yeah, I'm not much for pseudonyms. I've grown rather fond of my birth name.
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~TheDeathofAramis Aug 5, 2008, 10:49:20 PM
I would be fond of it too if I were named Weswes.

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~"And the poets were just kids who didn't make it."
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~wesleybotham Aug 6, 2008, 9:40:53 AM
So change your name!
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~Manderrr Aug 4, 2008, 11:23:01 AM
Thanks for the favorite!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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I am a cat thief!
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~redmetroid44444 Jul 27, 2008, 5:48:51 PM
Whooooa! You have a deviantart!!

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The lights are dim. Strobe lights dance upon the ceiling, framing the twisting rabid sillhouettes of hypnotised ravers. The bass pulses through the bones, the blood, the brain; we move as one being and starkly individual at once, rising up, crashing down.
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~wesleybotham Jul 30, 2008, 11:52:16 AM
Well, yes, but it's only for looking at other people's stuff. I don't have anything to post.
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~redmetroid44444 Aug 4, 2008, 11:00:12 AM
But now you do. :D

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The lights are dim. Strobe lights dance upon the ceiling, framing the twisting rabid sillhouettes of hypnotised ravers. The bass pulses through the bones, the blood, the brain; we move as one being and starkly individual at once, rising up, crashing down.
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