Tuesday, 8 May 2007
Monday, 7 May 2007
Pic 'n' mix
Sunday, 6 May 2007
Saturday, 5 May 2007
Tuesday, 1 May 2007
Cremation katmandu
Whatever crazy sorrows saith,no life that breathes with human
breath has ever truly longed for death .Tennyson
it s not exactly a little black dress.
All the world is a stage.And all the men and women merely players.They have their exits and their entrances.
Monday, 30 April 2007
Sunday, 29 April 2007
Saturday, 28 April 2007
Child, Modern Art in Turku Museum
When I was just a little girl, I asked my mother what will I be? Will I be famous? Will I be rich? Here's what she said to me. Que sera, sera! What ever will be, will be. The future's not ours to see! Que sera, sera! What will be, will be!
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