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14 years of Livejournalling, and hopefully, more to come.

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:: My Memory Bank ::

I unsheathed my pentax optio s4 in a bid to freeze that particular moment.
"There you go again, always taking pictures," he chastised.
"You'll thank me for what I am doing now, one day in the future," I smiled.
And I am sure he would.
For the years and months and days and hours and minutes and seconds pass incessantly.
And everything is destined to be forgotten.
Unless one resolves to capture the essence of the particular moment.
And in the waning of our years
Where everything greys into nothingness
As we refresh ourselves again with these frozen moments
May we find solace in remembering
Once again.

As he was kissed by his birthday girl I snapped the most candid shot.
I have never seen him blush this way before.
I am sure, I am, that he will be grateful for this.

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Re: A picture paints a thousand words

*awaits more pics from psycho0907*

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