I forgot...
Not ImpressedI might move actually. I'm tired of this old gross account. We'll see what happens. I'll let you know, if you even care i exist anymore since it's been so freaking long haha.
ps when did i get 15k pageviews? Thanks guys
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It was early morning when she descended the steps to the porch side, teacup in hand, dressed in her nightgown. Steam billowed from her cup, and with a swallow she examined her garden of weeds and unexpected peonies. It was early for blooming peonies; frost, like glass, still settled on the lawn, reflecting sunrise light of tangerine.
The radiant glow of tangerine cast amber trails across steps covered in an icy coating of glass. Between her fingers she tucked her nightgown and gingerly treaded the garden of peonies that melted the frost in
by ~gidget-
With LoveAfter the funeral, the bedroom was stale. A white fan twisted tasteless air over white floorboards, the white headboard tapping against the white plaster walls. White quilts and white pillows littered the foot of the bed where he sat. He had made up his mind—no evidence of her would be left in his room. He would erase her. He would erase her presence. He would erase that placid face that plagued his thoughts like the white that plagued his room. Rabidly, he wrenched open the drawers of his nightstand, plucking past sentiments of his late lover. A receipt for an engagement ring fluttered to the floor. It, along with her favorite sweWith Love
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Jesse One day I sat at the kitchen table and screamed while no one was home. "What the hell, can you keep it down?" and I was talking to no one, sitting beside me. Asleep while awake. I pinched my skin. Molested my rib bones. Felt death, a crawling predicament on my goose-bumped arm. Grappled. "I am not." And then death spoke to me. He said, "You are the girl who can hold six-feet" I stood and stopped. Never sat on the ripped cushion chairs or above the Walmart chip-board table again. I left my house that day. I moved on to smiling andJesse
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A birthday rhyme for you
on your special day
Monday's child is fair of face.
Tuesday's child is full of grace.
Wednesday's child is loving and giving.
Thursday's child works hard for a living,
Friday's child fears no foe.
Saturday's child has far to go.
And the child born on Sunday
is bonny and wise in every way.
find the day of the week you were born here [link]
More about the rhyme: [link]
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No one gets out alive all we can hope for is
when all is said and done more is done than said
It's April 11th which means it's your special day. Hoping you have a fantastic birthday, get some nice gifts and generally get to enjoy it lots.
All the best and much love from the birthdays team to you
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Birthdays Team
This birthday greeting was brought to you by: @diamond281
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IT'S SO DAMN HOT!
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Some Will Seek Forgiveness, Others Escape
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