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About Me Member Lurker wesleybothamUnknown Recent Activity Deviant for 1 Year
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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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  • Current Residence: Lincoln, NE

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:iconnueade:
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 !
:iconthedeathofaramis:
What an original name.

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~"And the poets were just kids who didn't make it."
:iconwesleybotham:
Yeah, I'm not much for pseudonyms. I've grown rather fond of my birth name.
:iconthedeathofaramis:
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."
:iconwesleybotham:
So change your name!
:iconmanderrr:
Thanks for the favorite!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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:iconredmetroid44444:
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.
:iconwesleybotham:
Well, yes, but it's only for looking at other people's stuff. I don't have anything to post.
:iconredmetroid44444:
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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