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house photos | mprosebrook

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Front porch and flower bed. Blurry photo of the side of the house and some of the backyard. Side of house, w/ two entries. Adorable little side porch. The kitchen with a window to the backyard. One of three entryways, this one is in the dining room. Living room – notice the “warm morning stove” which is an old type of gas heater. One of the bedrooms – also the only room with an A/C window unit. there’s no central air. One of the bedrooms – likely the one i’ll be using. 2 responses to “ house photos.

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So i’ve lived on my own twice in the past (not counting dorms) and both times i rented a townhome. they were very nice places – spacious and affordable. however […]. Read Article →. Here are a couple of poems i wrote late last year — my sister had an assignment for class and i ended up writing my own poems with the same prompt […]. Read Article →. Tomorrow i'll be you. I am the spectator. Create a free website or blog at WordPress.com.

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still alive! | mprosebrook

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So i completely stopped using this blog 7 months ago for whatever reason (likely because no one was reading and/or i had no one to blog with – the typical reasons) however, my twin sister just updated her blog so i decided to give it another go. PLUS, i’m beginning camp nanowrimo tomorrow, and a few of my cabinmates are wordpress bloggers, so i really have no excuse now. Here’s a blog roll with their links:. Movie “reviews” II. Old fun →. One response to “ still alive! 04/01/14 at 4:01 PM.

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About life and death. Beings, those who. Brought forth blood on the leaves. Such hatred, deep-seated. Damned, to ascend. Children, trapped between two truths –. These, at the greatest risk of combustion. In the dark under blankets, loaded questions. Olive green with gold trim. Is so bright it is blinding. Yet chaotic. a dense jungle. With a velvet throne. Only worn and tattered. Slumber, but comfort gets old too quickly,. Eyelids feel both heavy and light. Change is continuous, change makes ripples.

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About life and death. Beings, those who. Brought forth blood on the leaves. Such hatred, deep-seated. Damned, to ascend. Children, trapped between two truths –. These, at the greatest risk of combustion. In the dark under blankets, loaded questions. Olive green with gold trim. Is so bright it is blinding. Yet chaotic. a dense jungle. With a velvet throne. Only worn and tattered. Slumber, but comfort gets old too quickly,. Eyelids feel both heavy and light. Change is continuous, change makes ripples.

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house photos | mprosebrook

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Front porch and flower bed. Blurry photo of the side of the house and some of the backyard. Side of house, w/ two entries. Adorable little side porch. The kitchen with a window to the backyard. One of three entryways, this one is in the dining room. Living room – notice the “warm morning stove” which is an old type of gas heater. One of the bedrooms – also the only room with an A/C window unit. there’s no central air. One of the bedrooms – likely the one i’ll be using. 2 responses to “ house photos.

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I guess 3:22 AM is as good a time as any for a post? | Bemethealway

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The Rantings and Ravings of an Aspiring Somebody. Laquo; “Office” close-up. I guess 3:22 AM is as good a time as any for a post? I haven’t been keeping the best sleeping schedule. It’s especially bad because I know I have a haircut appointment at noon. Anyway, I guess I’ll get to the important things. I failed April’s Camp Nanowrimo. I had some reasons for falling behind. Not all of them are great reasons, but still. They count. Two out of the four main characters “died.”. Feed You can leave a response.