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The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul: full

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The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul. I know no better experience than growing your own strawberries, except, perhaps, eating them. Friday, December 29, 2006. If you wan't more you'll have to come down from the sky. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Happy New Year Everybody. Please. for the love of all that is. The road to YOU. Eye vs. eye. To norway on a bicycle. Sarah laughs and laughs. Her kind of blog.

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The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul: the road to YOU

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The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul. I know no better experience than growing your own strawberries, except, perhaps, eating them. Friday, December 29, 2006. The road to YOU. I'm not as jaded as you think i am, or as naive as you'd hoped. i've just stopped loving with my eyes closed. I've insight into this that you can't grasp. not now. the thing you seek does not lie with me, or her. look, beautiful boy, look and see that the magic you seek is within you. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).

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The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul: please. for the love of all that is

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The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul. I know no better experience than growing your own strawberries, except, perhaps, eating them. Friday, December 29, 2006. Please. for the love of all that is. Take the red pill. i've some water. but i'm not sure you're ready to end your suspension in dreams. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Happy New Year Everybody. Please. for the love of all that is. The road to YOU. Eye vs. eye. To norway on a bicycle. Sarah laughs and laughs. Her kind of blog.

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MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE

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MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE. December 13, 2007. One summer when I was growing up, we had a severe thunderstorm every Thursday for six or so weeks. We were in some kind of cycle and we appear to be doing that again this fall. I say fall because it won’t be officially winter yet for another few days. To my left out the car window is the plot of land of the cemetery getting the most action these days. I will see the backhoe in place having dug a fresh grave, the mounded dirt covered with Astroturf. During i...It, l...

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MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE

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MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE. February 28, 2008. There is a fly buzzing around. This would not be all that noteworthy were it not for the fact that it is the dead of winter and I usually don’t see flies at this time of year. It distracts me from my book. I watch its random flight. It stops on the ceiling fan pull, on the curtains, on the TV screen. It flies to each corner of the room and in the cold light I see a spider’s web both it and I have avoided. There was nothing malicious intended in the act. As he s...

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Old Soul, New Distractions: Summer School

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Old Soul, New Distractions. Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life." Pablo Picasso. Wednesday, September 23, 2009. Ah, here we are again with Fall looming down upon us. Like Jeremy Piven’s hairline, Fall disappeared for a bit, but it is now back with a vengeance. White is out, winter white is in. True Blood is over, Glee is finally here. My summer started off with an amazing trip to Lake Como, Italy. One o. F my dearest college friends, Erica, and her adorable husband Cory, invited me to...

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The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul: erotickle

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The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul. I know no better experience than growing your own strawberries, except, perhaps, eating them. Thursday, January 04, 2007. Beneath the covers i am snake. i heat up slowly. I am still. i wait. i hunger. It may be time to use a little bit of fang. This is a fun one. Great use of imagery. It was like being there. Did i scare you? Thats a really good question. And to be honest. I may not have. If i stumbled across the blog. Today, i may not have picked up on the playfulness.

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The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul: the truth or something like it

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The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul. I know no better experience than growing your own strawberries, except, perhaps, eating them. Friday, January 05, 2007. The truth or something like it. Beware blue pills disguised as red. Umbrellas shook in anger, make wet spots underneath. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). The truth or something like it. My fictional self and i. What you want to hear. To answer your question. To norway on a bicycle. Sarah laughs and laughs. Her kind of blog.

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The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul: soul teacher

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The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul. I know no better experience than growing your own strawberries, except, perhaps, eating them. Thursday, January 04, 2007. The girl knew that he had moved her. that his hand had closed around her heart, like lilies over tiny ghost frogs. The way they look at each other. the way they look away. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). The truth or something like it. My fictional self and i. What you want to hear. To answer your question. To norway on a bicycle.