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Suggest A Prompt! | Raindrops & Fireflies
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April 6, 2015. Hi guys, I thought it’d be fun for me to open the floor for you to submit a prompt about a topic that you would like me to write about. It can pretty much be in any form / style:. A photograph, and you ask me to write a short story / poetry about it. An opinion on any types of question. Simply post a comment below! Prompts and topic suggestions can be made. And for convenience, I’ll pin this post underneath the About menu section. Thank you in advance! Boy Under the Bridge.com. Current iss...
Just Don’t. | Raindrops & Fireflies
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July 7, 2015. I know I’m climbing the edge of a cliff to find my quiet place. I know, I’m looking. But please don’t say that I’ll fall…. You’ll make me believe that I will. I know I’m swimming against the currents to escape the waters. I know, I’m fighting. But please don’t say that the waves are stronger…. You’ll make me believe that I’ll drown. I know that I’m navigating through the woods by trusting my guts. I know, I’m searching. But please don’t say that I’m aimless…. Do you ever feel the same way?
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All posts by Victoria Iskak. An experimental writer. Sees the world through a curious and whimsical lens. Loves green tea, art, and escaping into the world of fictions. And dreams of too many things. Visit her at: victoriaiskak@wordpress.com. Others’ Success: Motivatation or Discouragement? February 17, 2016. I read this article “How The Cult of Early Success is Bad for Young People”. At TIME today, and the title bothers me. What do you think? Bad for other people . How would you feel? I understand that ...
A Room Full of Mirrors | Raindrops & Fireflies
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A Room Full of Mirrors. June 10, 2015. What are illusions, according to you? The world is full of illusions. We see what we want to see. We choose to listen to things selectively. We believe, what we think is right. But I think, one of the most dangerous and prevalent types of all illusions is the illusion of self. Self image. Self worth. Sometimes, I think the world is like a Room full of Mirrors. And yet there we are, standing in the middle of it, trying to figure out who we are, what we look like, and.
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Private India – Book Review | Different is Something
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Bcoz something isn't. Dive Right In…. Private India – Book Review. Private India – Book Review. September 11, 2014. 280 – 320 min. While Santosh was investigating the first murder, another one happens the next night – the journalist. Both the murders resembled some kind of ritualistic killing. The team starts exploring options and tries to connect the dots. And before we know it, the reader is pulled in by the pace of the plot. A fanatical serial killer or killers? When it came three days later, I was pl...
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Moonlit Night | Different is Something
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Bcoz something isn't. Dive Right In…. July 7, 2015. The phone starts ringing for the third time. The bed creaks as a frail body moves, gets up and shouts, “Darth pick up the phone or put that fucking shit on silent.”. Even the night is silent. Perfect. Noone will ever trace this to me. To Be Continued…). Let Others Know about this. The Call →. What's your take on this? Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). 16,661 young at heart! I hol...
City at night | Words on a blackboard
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Words on a blackboard. In a world of poems, words steal love and put it on a blackboard. March 27, 2015 —. Words on a blackboard. Wind bursting into shouts, robbing reveries and foolish wanderings. Cold crawling underneath our skin, aching along with some stubborn grieves. Night running from a darker black and void. Noise agonizing in its trial to reproduce a part of our world. Steps leaving traces on a transient time, trespassing in a zone of self-induced lies. March 27, 2015 at 11:58 pm. This is so goo...
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Part of Routine | Different is Something
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Bcoz something isn't. Dive Right In…. July 7, 2015. This cycle needs to break somewhere. This lethargy needs to break somewhere. This knowledge needs to be applied somewhere. And that needs to be a part of routine if routine is something that needs to break somewhere…. Let Others Know about this. The Musician’s Rant. Moonlit Night →. What's your take on this? Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). Notify me of new comments via email.
There’s something wrong… | love; one step at a time.
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Love; one step at a time. Everyday inspirations from tiny things in life. There’s something wrong…. October 23, 2014. I love writing essays, I do. It could be about 21st century marriages, about how the coming together of two special individuals was no longer about the intangible (the love itself), but the tangible (the extravagant ceremony, the exotic gown, even the gender of the bride and groom and the babies they can or cannot produce…), which in other words, issues that do not really matter. What mad...
I’m bursting; in a good way!!! | love; one step at a time.
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Love; one step at a time. Everyday inspirations from tiny things in life. I’m bursting; in a good way! March 16, 2015. I know I know, three exclamation marks seem a little too much. But I’m really honestly bursting from excitement now, and there isn’t any other way that I can express this feeling seeing how I’m sitting in the office waiting for my shift to pass. I’m pretty sure my colleagues in the office won’t understand or appreciate a spontaneous combustion on my part. But that’s okay. Address never m...
April | 2015 | love; one step at a time.
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Love; one step at a time. Everyday inspirations from tiny things in life. April 25, 2015. I’ve always considered myself an emotional person. I enjoy deep conversations about life, and I cherish human relationships and interactions pretty much over everything else, simply because I feel they are what make humans. Worlds can be spun out of thoughts and words, and the power words wield is often easily underestimated. Is thinking from the other party’s point of view so tough? I’m sorry to anyone who ha...
paperflamingoes | love; one step at a time.
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Love; one step at a time. Everyday inspirations from tiny things in life. This content is password protected. To view it please enter your password below:. The demons we all have. Today I worked out. I did more cardio then I normally would before my resilience ran out. I smiled more during the work-outs and felt really good about myself after. How rare it is to have that nowadays. But all it took for that perseverance, sweat and feeling-good to go down the drain was a look in the mirror later this night.
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Love; one step at a time. Everyday inspirations from tiny things in life. There’s something wrong…. October 23, 2014. I love writing essays, I do. It could be about 21st century marriages, about how the coming together of two special individuals was no longer about the intangible (the love itself), but the tangible (the extravagant ceremony, the exotic gown, even the gender of the bride and groom and the babies they can or cannot produce…), which in other words, issues that do not really matter. What mad...
To take flight. | love; one step at a time.
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Love; one step at a time. Everyday inspirations from tiny things in life. April 9, 2015. Today was yet another eye-opening experience; a chance to see something else through the eyes of others, and find whole new meanings to this fresh perspective. A mother came up to me, and inquired about children care centres available in the vicinity, for several she had visited had ran out of vacancies and she was lost to where else she could go. I froze for a moment, my mind in a state of disbelief. She went to.
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Just another WordPress.com site. Still Crazy After All These Years. My Mother is A Fucking Nut. My mother wrote and asked Thomas to take the pictures of my family off of your phsyic page. She can’t even spell. Well, for one thing, aren’t HER relatives, also MY relatives? We created this beautiful collage of our relatives for his website. Oh, well, it took her over 2 years to find it. HA HA HA! When I told her I did as she requested, this is what she wrote back:. Thanks for removing my family pictures.
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My South American Blog. Saturday, 6 October 2012. Mancora. What can I say? This place has a nickname 'summer forever' and that is exactly it, not a cloud in the sky, ever. It's the sort of place that if locals saw a cloud they'd be running indoors with tins of beans and sheepskin coats. The 9 hour bus ride was almost pain free, just having to put up with a sugar filled fatty that kept shouting gringo at me and laughing with all of her friends, I had my trusty ear plugs, so in they went and off I slept.
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The Princess is here. View my complete profile. Thursday, January 26, 2012. Best Cover 2011 from Loves Romance Cafe. I am so stunned that it took me all day to write this blog post. I am so thrilled and honored to have this award. I used Lee Brazil's suggestions on what should be on the cover, so this is most definitely a shared award. Thank you so much! In case you are wondering which cover got such an awesome award, it was Loving Jacob. :). Labels: Loving Jacob Lee Brazil LRC Award 2011 Best Cover.
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Viernes, junio 09, 2006. Hola, yo soy Victoria Isidora Muñoz Sobino, nací en Santiago hace 5 años y 3 meses, mis papis son Paola y Moisés y tengo un hermano mayor que se llama Leonel Patricio. Vivo en una linda casa en la ciudad de San Vicente de Tagua Tagua. Estudio en el Colegio Carmen Gallegos en el Kinder C con la tía Paty, mis compañeros son 30, de los cuales mis mejores amigos son: Catalina Maure, Isidora Vega y Gustavo con los demás a veces juego. Posted by Victoria @ 10:41 p. m.
Raindrops & Fireflies | Quiet Narratives & Hopeful Wanderings
July 7, 2015. I know I’m climbing the edge of a cliff to find my quiet place. I know, I’m looking. But please don’t say that I’ll fall…. You’ll make me believe that I will. I know I’m swimming against the currents to escape the waters. I know, I’m fighting. But please don’t say that the waves are stronger…. You’ll make me believe that I’ll drown. I know that I’m navigating through the woods by trusting my guts. I know, I’m searching. But please don’t say that I’m aimless…. A Room Full of Mirrors. And as ...
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Wednesday, 19 February 2014. Its been a very very long time since I have blogged and this is a spare of the moment procrastinate blog post! Where have I been? What have I been doing? College, young farmers, friends, boyfriend and a little bit more college and young farmers( they have taken over my life) but the last 3 months has been so fun! I have one of the best boyfriends I could ever ask for! And two of the nicest girls on earth as best friends, I dont know what I would do without them! I've had a bi...
Welcome to Victoria Islamic Center
Welcome to Victoria Islamic Center. Written by Shahid Hashmi. Saturday, 28 June 2014 15:38. Ramadan Kareem to all. May Allah SWT Grant us the best of His Blessings during this Blessed Month; Accept our Ibadaat, Forgive our sins and Grant us the best place in Jannah. Ameen. To establish a comprehensive center promoting Islamic values and reflecting excellence in serving the needs of the community. Preparing our members to be models of excellence in contemporary American society. Facilitating regular relig...
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