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Melissa Deaun Weaver: Senior Year.
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Sunday, May 25, 2014. Do you remember that first time we met J and he dropped his hand and snapped? So here's to new adventures. Here's to graduation. Here's to you and here's to me. Here's to a new world. Through The Looking Glass. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I'm just a girl writing my life one page at a time. View my complete profile. Oh I'm out in the waves. I'm hoping and praying. Please let this wind blow me home. Night after night there's an empty horizon. And my God do I feel so alone.
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Melissa Deaun Weaver: Pardon The Girl. She's Waiting For Adventure.
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Sunday, February 17, 2013. Pardon The Girl. She's Waiting For Adventure. Give me some air and space. And the sun on my face. I want to live out loud.". Stuck in winter for too long. Give me springtime wishes. Just Remember To Keep. Just Remember To Keep Breathing. Here we go again. Please pardon my little insights. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I'm just a girl writing my life one page at a time. View my complete profile. Oh I'm out in the waves. I'm hoping and praying. And my God do I feel so alone.
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Melissa Deaun Weaver: February 2013
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Sunday, February 17, 2013. Pardon The Girl. She's Waiting For Adventure. Give me some air and space. And the sun on my face. I want to live out loud.". Stuck in winter for too long. Give me springtime wishes. Just Remember To Keep. Just Remember To Keep Breathing. Here we go again. Please pardon my little insights. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). I'm just a girl writing my life one page at a time. View my complete profile. Oh I'm out in the waves. I'm hoping and praying. Please let this wind blow me home.
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Melissa Deaun Weaver: August 2012
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Wednesday, August 15, 2012. A Little Light Was Shed. By: Veronica A. Shoffstall. After a while you learn. The subtle difference between. Holding a hand and chaining a soul. And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning. And company doesn't always mean security. And you begin to learn. That kisses aren't contracts. And presents aren't promises. And you begin to accept your defeats. With your head up and your eyes ahead. With the grace of a woman. Not the grief of a child. To build all your roads on today.
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Melissa Deaun Weaver: Moments
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Thursday, June 27, 2013. Life is a journey. Life is about moments and people. It's about people and moments. It's about the moments that make up the people and the people that make up the moments. Every moment is a gift from God saying, "Here, what are you going to do with this? At the end of our journeys. People are placed only for small moments to let you see the bigger picture, your future moments. Love every moment and don't give up on your journey. Thank you for the moments. View my complete profile.
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Melissa Deaun Weaver: "We Should Talk More Often. Goodnight."
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Wednesday, December 26, 2012. We Should Talk More Often. Goodnight.". I guess all I can do is put my trust in God. He knows where I'm supposed to go, what I'm supposed to do, and who I'm supposed to be. I guess he knows me better than I know myself. It's a good thing, otherwise I might lose track of me. I'm off to do some soul searching. . . And maybe watch Pride and Prejudice. With my cat . Yeah, sounds like a good plan. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. I'm hoping and praying.
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Melissa Deaun Weaver: September 2012
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Tuesday, September 18, 2012. The slamming of doors. The feather dancing in the wind. As fire plays on their tongues. The world is forgotten. Of days to come. And days long gone. They lived in their world. The sights they saw. Knew nothing of the world. That existed beyond their own imaginations. How innocent they were. Until one day the real world slapped them. Cold, hard, and unforgiving. Their silence was broken. They fought for their rights. They fought for that world that they knew. Love is not a game.
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Melissa Deaun Weaver: May 2014
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Sunday, May 25, 2014. Do you remember that first time we met J and he dropped his hand and snapped? So here's to new adventures. Here's to graduation. Here's to you and here's to me. Here's to a new world. Through The Looking Glass. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). I'm just a girl writing my life one page at a time. View my complete profile. Oh I'm out in the waves. I'm hoping and praying. Please let this wind blow me home. Night after night there's an empty horizon. And my God do I feel so alone.
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Melissa Deaun Weaver: December 2012
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Wednesday, December 26, 2012. We Should Talk More Often. Goodnight.". I guess all I can do is put my trust in God. He knows where I'm supposed to go, what I'm supposed to do, and who I'm supposed to be. I guess he knows me better than I know myself. It's a good thing, otherwise I might lose track of me. I'm off to do some soul searching. . . And maybe watch Pride and Prejudice. With my cat . Yeah, sounds like a good plan. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). I'm just a girl writing my life one page at a time.
