My name is Freya, I am a free-lance photographer and writer, working and playing. Born and raised in Washington USA. here is a poem a friend of mine wrote form my 18th birthday that give you an idea of how i'm percived by the world, i guess.

Freya the knight of the parakeet's plight parachuted her high heels with pride And in here bikini ate baked Zucchini and pancakes, and whippersnap pie And she danced and she pranced and she whirled to the moon (she got there by riding her magical spoon) And when she got back she took a whack at poker, and blackjack, and dice but discovered therefore there was really much more to living a healthy, full life She decided therefore to play dice no more what a wicked and moralless sport! instead she concurred she'd look like a bird so she grew herself wings and some feathers and now she has wings and she dances and sings and flies around kawing and hooing for there's nothing so fun (not that I've ever done) than what dearest brave Freya is doing For Freya the knight of the parakeets plight wears high heels, parachutes, and goes cooing Happy birthday! (by Phina Pipia)