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Rida's black-n-white oreo life: January 2012
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Rida's black-n-white oreo life. O Tongue, Sir, thou I salute with glee - How canst I but marvel at thee? What gloriousness thy countenance betrays, - This pinkish slab of muscle, that spotted uneven fray - Thy cuteness magnified, those movements, that grace, - With that speckled form, thy crowning one's face. - O Tongue, Sir, this but an ode be - Declareth I, how I worship thee! Monday, January 23, 2012. In their hearts; too much jealousy, too much hasad. You were owned, you were diced and divided and qu...
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Rida's black-n-white oreo life: Icebreaker - Chapter 1
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Rida's black-n-white oreo life. O Tongue, Sir, thou I salute with glee - How canst I but marvel at thee? What gloriousness thy countenance betrays, - This pinkish slab of muscle, that spotted uneven fray - Thy cuteness magnified, those movements, that grace, - With that speckled form, thy crowning one's face. - O Tongue, Sir, this but an ode be - Declareth I, how I worship thee! Tuesday, June 26, 2012. Icebreaker - Chapter 1. They could never understand, because their whole lives had been carefully mappe...
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Rida's black-n-white oreo life: August 2012
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Rida's black-n-white oreo life. O Tongue, Sir, thou I salute with glee - How canst I but marvel at thee? What gloriousness thy countenance betrays, - This pinkish slab of muscle, that spotted uneven fray - Thy cuteness magnified, those movements, that grace, - With that speckled form, thy crowning one's face. - O Tongue, Sir, this but an ode be - Declareth I, how I worship thee! Friday, August 31, 2012. A hundred counts done, and she unclenched her hand from around the tasbih. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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Rida's black-n-white oreo life: December 2011
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Rida's black-n-white oreo life. O Tongue, Sir, thou I salute with glee - How canst I but marvel at thee? What gloriousness thy countenance betrays, - This pinkish slab of muscle, that spotted uneven fray - Thy cuteness magnified, those movements, that grace, - With that speckled form, thy crowning one's face. - O Tongue, Sir, this but an ode be - Declareth I, how I worship thee! Tuesday, December 27, 2011. Okay, I'm off. Seeyalatah. The first: a bookshop (no surprises there). The second: a lace store.
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Rida's black-n-white oreo life: Breaking the silence.
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Rida's black-n-white oreo life. O Tongue, Sir, thou I salute with glee - How canst I but marvel at thee? What gloriousness thy countenance betrays, - This pinkish slab of muscle, that spotted uneven fray - Thy cuteness magnified, those movements, that grace, - With that speckled form, thy crowning one's face. - O Tongue, Sir, this but an ode be - Declareth I, how I worship thee! Sunday, June 24, 2012. I had intended to be more regular with this, but. It is hard, I have discovered, to express. I kind of h...
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Rida's black-n-white oreo life: July 2012
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Rida's black-n-white oreo life. O Tongue, Sir, thou I salute with glee - How canst I but marvel at thee? What gloriousness thy countenance betrays, - This pinkish slab of muscle, that spotted uneven fray - Thy cuteness magnified, those movements, that grace, - With that speckled form, thy crowning one's face. - O Tongue, Sir, this but an ode be - Declareth I, how I worship thee! Wednesday, July 11, 2012. On Losing Battles and Picking Up The Pieces. Humans will still never be Perfect. It's quite a familia...
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Rida's black-n-white oreo life: Windstorms: Generic
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Rida's black-n-white oreo life. O Tongue, Sir, thou I salute with glee - How canst I but marvel at thee? What gloriousness thy countenance betrays, - This pinkish slab of muscle, that spotted uneven fray - Thy cuteness magnified, those movements, that grace, - With that speckled form, thy crowning one's face. - O Tongue, Sir, this but an ode be - Declareth I, how I worship thee! Wednesday, June 13, 2012. It's good to be back. Please leave a comment. Comments make me happy =D. Other people; no judging goi...
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Rida's black-n-white oreo life: Islam in America...who thinks what?
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Rida's black-n-white oreo life. O Tongue, Sir, thou I salute with glee - How canst I but marvel at thee? What gloriousness thy countenance betrays, - This pinkish slab of muscle, that spotted uneven fray - Thy cuteness magnified, those movements, that grace, - With that speckled form, thy crowning one's face. - O Tongue, Sir, this but an ode be - Declareth I, how I worship thee! Wednesday, June 20, 2012. Islam in America.who thinks what? And from another part of it:. And every woman with hijab. The artic...
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Rida's black-n-white oreo life: Robert Louis Stevenson - childhood revisited
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Rida's black-n-white oreo life. O Tongue, Sir, thou I salute with glee - How canst I but marvel at thee? What gloriousness thy countenance betrays, - This pinkish slab of muscle, that spotted uneven fray - Thy cuteness magnified, those movements, that grace, - With that speckled form, thy crowning one's face. - O Tongue, Sir, this but an ode be - Declareth I, how I worship thee! Tuesday, March 20, 2012. Robert Louis Stevenson - childhood revisited. I need no mirror to scout it out,. I'm beginning to think.
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Rida's black-n-white oreo life: Repentance
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Rida's black-n-white oreo life. O Tongue, Sir, thou I salute with glee - How canst I but marvel at thee? What gloriousness thy countenance betrays, - This pinkish slab of muscle, that spotted uneven fray - Thy cuteness magnified, those movements, that grace, - With that speckled form, thy crowning one's face. - O Tongue, Sir, this but an ode be - Declareth I, how I worship thee! Friday, August 31, 2012. A hundred counts done, and she unclenched her hand from around the tasbih. Other people; no judging go...
