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About Me Member New Artist sabrinakinsFemale/Philippines Recent Activity Deviant for 11 Months
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  • Current Residence: paranaque, manila
  • Interests: Sing, Dance, Paint, Draw, Photography, Piano, Guitar, Books, History, Greek Mythology, Vampires.
  • Favourite movie: original sin, wanted, twilight, van helsing, the notebook, skin walkers, bloodrayne, vlad, juno...
  • Favourite band or musician: mcfly, claude debussy, carolina liar, taylor swift, david archuleta, paramore
  • Favourite genre of music: hiphop, hardcore, electronica, reggae, rock, pop, classical
  • Favourite artist: leonardo da vinci, vincent van gogh
  • Favourite poet or writer: i like william shakespeare, stephenie meyer, emily dickinson
  • Favourite photographer: sarah black
  • Favourite style of art: expressionism
  • MP3 player of choice: my white ipod video
  • Skin of choice: pale
  • Favourite game: grand theft auto liberty city stories
  • Favourite cartoon character: stewie of family guy
  • Personal Quote: "don't flatter yourself sweetie. the only fan you have is the one on your ceiling."
  • Tools of the Trade: computer, camera, pen, paper, pencil.. crap

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OMG PIA!!! 8D :glomp: HIIII!!! XD

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Imma what now? O.o For a sh** head, I'm pretty clever Y'know. And that's an achievement X3
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hihihi!! :boing:

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>every time i reached out to touch, there was nothing for my hand to brush. i pulled it back with shuddered grasp and felt the cold air within my clasp..<
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hihihi!! :boing:

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>every time i reached out to touch, there was nothing for my hand to brush. i pulled it back with shuddered grasp and felt the cold air within my clasp..<
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>every time i reached out to touch, there was nothing for my hand to brush. i pulled it back with shuddered grasp and felt the cold air within my clasp..<

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