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Me, I am a Wayfarer: The answer isn’t finding the right person, it’s becoming the right person.
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Me, I am a Wayfarer. And these are my findings. Wednesday, September 29, 2010. The answer isn’t finding the right person, it’s becoming the right person. 8220;Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.”. October 15, 2010 at 4:44 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). The answer isn’t finding the right person, it’s be. The simplicity and intricacy of life fascinate me. And I never meet a tree that I didn't like.
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summerlove: July 2008
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Friday, July 25, 2008. I can't believe how much I actually, seriously daydream about food in the course of a day. And I can't believe how much I actually, seriously daydream about being outside when I'm in the office. Not anywhere special, but just outside. Who knows. It just is. And then of course there's the mild drama that spices up my otherwise freezing and boring work day. However, 1993 called and gave me its silver earrings, bright pink shirt and olive green loafer wedges outfit. Thanks, '90s!
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Me, I am a Wayfarer: fears less
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Me, I am a Wayfarer. And these are my findings. Wednesday, August 25, 2010. I feel i am in the midst of my own paradigm shift. my tastes and attitudes have changed in a noticeable way. and ive been more fearless. my brain has emphasized a strong attracted to the strange and the weird. And i have been inspired by her hairstyle. 2 glitter glitter and rings from ebay and thifting. It all started with a single gold shirt, that i wore to a few dance parties. now ive got sequence glitter gold galore! My roomma...
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::ALEXANDRA::: this is not what i envisioned
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What colors are your heart? Sunday, January 6, 2013. This is not what i envisioned. Now, where were we? Places i've been (how to measure the time). Off the map and draining my memories. Love 'em 'til your heart leaks). At sea (it takes an ocean. Your entirety could fall asleep for hours as your dreams run their course and then s u d d e n l y you're wide awake. All the thoughts you've kept at a distance.you've tried burying deep in the sea. Are now sitting on your chest forcing you awake. A Cup of Jo.
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Me, I am a Wayfarer: bombay bicycle club
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Me, I am a Wayfarer. And these are my findings. Tuesday, September 28, 2010. I can never resist sweet and simple harmonies. that which causes me to close my eyes and sway. feels like arms around me. Taking the second plan,. Begging to understand,. Life of a selfless man. 8216;Cause out of all the flaws I’ve stumbled on;. It’s the hardest one to focus on. It’s the hardest one to focus on. Why are you calling up? Isn’t one enough? Giving up all she’s got. Out of all the flaws I’ve stumbled on.
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::ALEXANDRA::: life is forever seasons
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What colors are your heart? Tuesday, February 26, 2013. Life is forever seasons. Winter melts to spring despite frost's stubbornness. Summer dies in fall despite sun's glimmer. Thank you. your words are so dreamy. April 16, 2013 at 3:06 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. A Cup of Jo. For Me, For You. Les Concert à Emporter. Life is forever seasons.
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::ALEXANDRA::: May 2013
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What colors are your heart? Saturday, May 18, 2013. The weight of things. Tomorrow came so quickly. I am hoping for the future to pull the rug out from under the presents weak feet. and watch it topple over itself in that sort of dumb confusion - where you know exactly what and why something is happening but try not to let it show. But how else would you keep occupied? What would your mind do then? What then would you find? What clarity would appear? How would you know what to do next? A Cup of Jo.
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::ALEXANDRA::: October 2014
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What colors are your heart? Sunday, October 26, 2014. Your way makes new words. For nameless new feelings. We've no need to tame. Our wild new dreamings. All the places that i haven't. Had the time to go. When i close my eyes. Every quiet fade of you. Washes with the sunset. And all the times you knew to. Draw the blue from me. While you stayed here. But i feel cold. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. A Cup of Jo. For Me, For You. Les Concert à Emporter.
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::ALEXANDRA::: May 2010
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What colors are your heart? Tuesday, May 18, 2010. Chopin: Scherzo B Flat Minor Op. 31. A mom's smile,. A hug from dad,. A wave finally reaching shore,. Finally coming home,. The start of a dream,. A second chance,. Everything will be okay",. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. A Cup of Jo. For Me, For You. Les Concert à Emporter. Chopin: Scherzo B Flat Minor Op. 31.
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::ALEXANDRA::: January 2013
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What colors are your heart? Sunday, January 6, 2013. This is not what i envisioned. Now, where were we? Places i've been (how to measure the time). Off the map and draining my memories. Love 'em 'til your heart leaks). At sea (it takes an ocean. Your entirety could fall asleep for hours as your dreams run their course and then s u d d e n l y you're wide awake. All the thoughts you've kept at a distance.you've tried burying deep in the sea. Are now sitting on your chest forcing you awake. A Cup of Jo.