SamanthaNicole: eight twenty-seven
SamanthaNicole: polaroid
SamanthaNicole: soak up the sun...
SamanthaNicole: it's warm outside...
SamanthaNicole: do you like my tough-guy look?
SamanthaNicole: This wind, you talk of, blows us from ourselves
SamanthaNicole: My next great adventure...
SamanthaNicole: oppressed
SamanthaNicole: suppressed
SamanthaNicole: soliloquy
SamanthaNicole: i have been looking for this hat...
SamanthaNicole: so in love...
SamanthaNicole: oh, to fly...
SamanthaNicole: a portrait of inquiry
SamanthaNicole: vulnerable
SamanthaNicole: snowflakes keep falling on my head
SamanthaNicole: first*snow
SamanthaNicole: Sundancing
SamanthaNicole: out of shadow
SamanthaNicole: Ordinary
SamanthaNicole: take two
SamanthaNicole: Birth-day