when i do good, i feel good. when i do bad, i feel bad. that’s my religion. -abraham lincoln click images for source Similar posts:hooky? polly6 things...post work...
an evening of hobnob and passed baby burgers makes katie a stiff girl. bravotv film crews galore. chatter of blowouts, spray-tans, and lash extensions- i haven’t washed my hair since tuesday, my eyebrows act as peppery lid shadow. no, i’m not the newest...
i didn’t think yesterday could get any jollier. {it was a wonderful day for california} but there on my doorstep as i twirled into my house was the most fantastic box o’ sweetness. the bonny and bright melissa of reverie daydream gifted me with her blessed...
i’ve been writing in this journal since march. i’ve furiously scribbled fears and foibles i wish to erase. i’ve exhumed memories which never needed revisiting. with pen in hand, i’ve vigorously quarried and tunneled for the quiet mind, the...
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