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ready or not: August 2011
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Tuesday, August 16, 2011. Mornings at Our House. Before we get up, Beau and I have to engage in some sort of epic battle against one of his long-standing foes: my hand wiggling under the covers.or my evil hair ties. Today, the hair tie is winning, but everyone loses when he tries to take them out of my hair. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). There was an error in this gadget. Passive-aggressive (and just plain aggressive) notes. Postcards From Yo Momma. Not Afraid of the Powers That Be. Ye Who Enter Here.
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ready or not: November 2010
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Friday, November 12, 2010. The Untied Methodist Church. This blog has been a long time coming. It is vital that I say this correctly. Next weekend I am speaking in my United Church of Christ (Congregational) about how much I love my new church home. I have spent the past few weeks working on essays for seminary. And through all of the exciting things happening in my spiritual life, this blog has continued to nag me. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). There was an error in this gadget. Postcards From Yo Momma.
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ready or not: August 2010
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Sunday, August 29, 2010. Beau learning to swim. Hey, friends,. Take a look at my darling Beau swimming today for the first time since he came home! For ten weeks old he is doing excellently well. Http:/ www.youtube.com/watch? Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). There was an error in this gadget. Passive-aggressive (and just plain aggressive) notes. Postcards From Yo Momma. Not Afraid of the Powers That Be. Ye Who Enter Here. Remember that one post. Beau learning to swim. About the body goddess.
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Face it without blinking: September 2012
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Face it without blinking. Y la flor sobre la herida que ha dejado la tristeza del vacío indeseado es la flor que va creciendo en la marea de mi piel.". You got the world, but baby at what price? But there is a memory that still exists. You're so very near me that afternoon, I can smell you, I recall the taste of your mouth as you hover. I look at you, I flash a smile. You try to read me so I shut down and you're confused. We have exactly what we deserve in life, don't we darling? I did as I was asked.
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Face it without blinking: There will never be accountability for a man who was never taught what it means to want.
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Face it without blinking. Y la flor sobre la herida que ha dejado la tristeza del vacío indeseado es la flor que va creciendo en la marea de mi piel.". There will never be accountability for a man who was never taught what it means to want. In back rooms there are secrets. All sorts of things to make us sick. And behind locked doors and afternoons blurred. He held me against my will. A film over the window. What would they say? Id be at fault. Because I only dared to put up a weak and watery fight. You g...
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Face it without blinking: January 2013
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Face it without blinking. Y la flor sobre la herida que ha dejado la tristeza del vacío indeseado es la flor que va creciendo en la marea de mi piel.". This is the sound of silence. But I will make you let your guard down. Tell you what you want to hear. Feed your vacant heart. Arrange varying degrees of undress. A war of worlds and thoughts. And then set me free. Made me question my life. And what is philosophy. The fine line like a filament. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Marie Simas is a serious bad ass.
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Face it without blinking: Chronicles of a coward
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Face it without blinking. Y la flor sobre la herida que ha dejado la tristeza del vacío indeseado es la flor que va creciendo en la marea de mi piel.". Chronicles of a coward. This time I will save my sparkle. Come at me with that. You know I love that. I know how to combat that. A delightful sound, the chorus of hairline fractures. In your porcelain heart. See if it can make you want to live a little more. Thumbs up, smile bright. In the coming nights. Because we both know. Your presence was never enough.
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Face it without blinking: This is the sound of silence.
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Face it without blinking. Y la flor sobre la herida que ha dejado la tristeza del vacío indeseado es la flor que va creciendo en la marea de mi piel.". This is the sound of silence. But I will make you let your guard down. Tell you what you want to hear. Feed your vacant heart. Arrange varying degrees of undress. A war of worlds and thoughts. And then set me free. Made me question my life. And what is philosophy. The fine line like a filament. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I love weird news. Y hous...
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Face it without blinking: December 2012
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Face it without blinking. Y la flor sobre la herida que ha dejado la tristeza del vacío indeseado es la flor que va creciendo en la marea de mi piel.". Chronicles of a coward. This time I will save my sparkle. Come at me with that. You know I love that. I know how to combat that. A delightful sound, the chorus of hairline fractures. In your porcelain heart. See if it can make you want to live a little more. Thumbs up, smile bright. In the coming nights. Because we both know. Your presence was never enough.
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...Ye Who Enter Here: April 2005
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Ye Who Enter Here. Part Rant, Part Journal, Part Theological Stomping Ground. Tuesday, April 19, 2005. Calling Yourself Benedict Doesn't Make You A Nice Guy. For all of you who are just as upset as I am by the results of the Papal election today, I offer the following to take your mind off of it: The Cog. For any disaffected Roman Catholics out there who may be reading this and bemoaning your new pope, just remember. The Episcopal Church Welcomes You! Wednesday, April 13, 2005. Does it not disturb anyone...