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Hi :)
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I'm Lou Marie Dayrit. 13 years of living in this world. I'm a type of girl who believes that the greatest thing you'll ever learn is to love and be loved :) I'am just being me. I get what I want, I do want I want, i say what i want to say as long as i don't step on other's feet.
I'am me. I don't change for anyone. I know I'am not perfect, I do make mistakes but I do learned from it. Take me or leave me, it just that I'am happy being me :)
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odettenoire:
scarymerry:
getoutoftherecat:
stop that cat. you cannot be friends with a snake. don’t you know he will try and eat you? this is something you should know as a cat with your survival instincts and all.
Awww… It’s like Gryffindor and Slytherin love. ^_^
I can’t decide whether to hate on the person oppressing the cat or applaud the above comment.
geeuh:
Bill Biggart: What Remains
On the morning of September 11, 2011, veteran photojournalist Bill Biggart made his way to the World Trade Center to shoot what at first appeared to be a random, small-plane plane collision with one of the Twin Towers. He never made it back. Four days later, rescue workers found his body and his cameras (above, with his other effects, seen in a photo by friend and fellow photographer Chip East). The cameras had been destroyed in the debris blast that killed him — but a memory card survived, recording what he saw in his last moments of life. The images Biggart left behind “represented everything Bill was there for,” Chip East told LIFE.com. It’s been said countless times before, but it bears repeating: while hundreds of thousands (rightly, understandably) fled the site of the 9/11 attacks, countless first responders and journalists — including the photographers in this gallery — were drawn to the catastrophe. Not one emerged unchanged. As for Biggart, his friends miss him, but they understand and accept why he was there. “Bill would not have been anywhere else,” Chip East says.
No matter where each of us comes from, we all felt the world change that day.
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