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I serve for artistic and creative meaning. Photography, graphic design, poetry&prose.


& chopsticks make good back scratchers.

19. Annabelle. Resides in Victoria, Australia.
Carries the splendid Canon 350D XT.
Related to Shakespeare, but can only dream of writing like him.
Favorite movie is American Beauty & Kill Bill.
Personal quotes include "Guilty pleasures for guilty people" & "Material things for material minds."

I love to dwell behind the computer, in my own little world, capturing beauty inside a piece of metal or losing myself within music. I have a tendency to think too much. I'm extremely health conscience and enjoy researching nutritional and fitness information, not to mention my growing obsession with the holocausts of World War 2, the veiled activities of genocide within Asia (notably, Japan.), female rights/autobiographies from other cultures, charitable causes, and third world countries. I'd love to learn a form of martial arts and take up yoga & pilates. I'd consider myself someone who has seen and been through more than the average teenage in western society. I was forced into maturity and responsibility at a young age due to personal circumstances, so I tend to exude a lack of trust and mild bitterness at times. A lot of what I do tends to revolve around self-expression, although usually from a negative aspect. I like to concentrate my attention on what's wrong with the world, as opposed to what's right within it. I also write poetry/short stories and compose lyrics, but have been uninspired as of late.

My main livejournal resides at www.livejournal.com/users/exotikah

Somehow I always have a way of wedging myself into tight little corners that most attempt to avoid. Through the entirety of everything, my visions seems to falter and eventually subside. I'm sorry for overthrowing those closest to me, with the miserable existance of I. Behind every facade and mask lies a person with similar temptations of injustice, but unlike most who wander aimlessly, I cannot get leave without footprints staining the sand behind me. I shouldn't either. I'm not meant for the world of need, because I ooze it to the point of being criminal. The needs I require are far beyond what most would deem fit for survival. My hunger and greed for everything pure and available, taints any chance of normality in my life. I will take what I can, and run. Because in the end, isn't that what we all do?

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