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Without An Acorn: April 2010
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Wednesday, April 14. Sometimes it feels you make me stand on my hands. With my legs dangling above. Sometimes it's the looks that you don't give. When I'm just dying to see them. Love doesn't always fill the empty spaces. Or light up all the dark places. It doesn't always remember your name. Sometimes it's angry, and frustrated and rude. It's sometimes just a shell of something you knew. Love is desolate and then alive and open and then the Great Divide. Then you and I will split apart. Links to this post.
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Without An Acorn: December 2008
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Friday, December 12. Not an unusual time for me to be up or awake at. I think it's the best time to be awake at, everything's so quiet and serene, minus the sirens. But that's not why I'm up. My medication is supposed to subdue the effects of anxiety, and for a time it did. But it's back. And it absolutely paralyzes me. My heart is going way too fast. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Branches to other acorns. Danny can't wake up, Mrs. Torrance. Please enter thoughts after the beep: beeeeeep.
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Without An Acorn: I Debate You
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Friday, August 7. I'm a passionate person, the oldest child and some form of a feminist. I love my family, few friends and chocolate. I'm usually laid back, organized, and don't mind going with the flow. Howeve. Can one of you definitively be called 'the winner'? August 8, 2009 at 4:24 AM. Good debating explaination. i love how you love it so, and how it is the bain of my existence.though some how i make it seem that i like to. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Branches to other acorns. Travel template...
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Without An Acorn: February 2009
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Wednesday, February 4. Http:/ www.youtube.com/watch? I see this how my mom would've passed away. Beautiful. Simple. And straight into the stars of heaven. When King Lear dies in Act V, do you know what Shakespeare has written? Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). For those who have yet to see the beautiful movie . Branches to other acorns. Danny can't wake up, Mrs. Torrance. Please enter thoughts after the beep: beeeeeep. This is the great adventure! Vancouver, Britsh Columbia, Canada.
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Without An Acorn: December 2009
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Friday, December 18. I don't sleep like you. I don't wake up in the morning ready for the new day. I don't feel refreshed or energized. I don't sleep like you. And the rest, the rest is out of our hands, out of our control. It's the loss of control that haunts me. I don't sleep like you. But I bet you worry like me. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Branches to other acorns. Danny can't wake up, Mrs. Torrance. Please enter thoughts after the beep: beeeeeep. This is the great adventure!
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Without An Acorn: Insomnia: The Waiting
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Friday, December 18. I don't sleep like you. I don't wake up in the morning ready for the new day. I don't feel refreshed or energized. I don't sleep like you. And the rest, the rest is out of our hands, out of our control. It's the loss of control that haunts me. I don't sleep like you. But I bet you worry like me. December 21, 2009 at 1:41 PM. Nicely written as always. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Branches to other acorns. Danny can't wake up, Mrs. Torrance. This is the great adventure!
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Without An Acorn: July 2009
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Thursday, July 30. I think there may be a misunderstanding between the world and the Sun god. Perhaps in our miserableness in the winter, we decided it be best to give more than enough offerings to appease the Sun and encourage it to shower us with love. Brillant people, just brillant. I'm glad we thought about this all together. No one thought of the consequences, no one thought, "HEY! What if we give SO much that the freakin' sun explodes all over us! 9 Moving up north doesn't seem so bad anymore.
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Without An Acorn: October 2008
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Monday, October 20. Zombies and other ridiculous things. Question: Who exactly thought up the idea of zombies? Was someone just sitting around back in the old days, bored out of their minds when suddenly they thought to themselves: "Y'know what? Humans. The dead human will eat living humans! Is that how it went? I mean, c'mon, it doesn't take a genius to create something like that. Or what about vampires? That you can kill them with garlic, or sunlight or a stake through the heart or holy water? I have n...
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Without An Acorn: Forgiving Love
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Wednesday, April 14. Sometimes it feels you make me stand on my hands. With my legs dangling above. Sometimes it's the looks that you don't give. When I'm just dying to see them. Love doesn't always fill the empty spaces. Or light up all the dark places. It doesn't always remember your name. Sometimes it's angry, and frustrated and rude. It's sometimes just a shell of something you knew. Love is desolate and then alive and open and then the Great Divide. Then you and I will split apart.
