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The one where I join the blog world.

I figure it's about time I started a blog. It's a writing/photography/comediac/art/important issues/look-what-kind-of-crazy-stuff-is-happening-in-Elisa's-life blog.
It's my everything blog. Awesome for blogging.

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This is my absolute favorite picture. Elias Hernandez. My model/musician/rock. How beautiful life is.....


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