Although I have a good excuse, I apologize profusely for neglecting this blog. Thanks for being patient, guys. As they are being called in the media.

How to Paint an Horse. Add a sprinkling of bacon and serve at room temperature. Have you ever thought of becoming a model? Yes, me too. I was recently approached by an ag.

Middot; by sahil khanna. Middot; Leave a comment. What we have is not often enough, but what we crave for is certainly felt as better. The Sublime Prayer is the poem heart felt out to write around the epicaricacy of the world. Middot; by sahil khanna. Middot; Leave a comment.

A place for music, poetry, and incoherence. Posted by Devin Mitchell Durbin. Painful living with missing pieces. Puzzling how it leaves me senseless. But I understand it takes some time. When our paths cross again. Got our sea legs back. And set sail for new worlds. But I understand it takes some time.

A Journey Back to the Present. Posted by Kate Hawkes under Random Shorts. Have you ever found yourself halfway back in time and space? Not entirely in the present and yet surely not having fully left the previous. This is where I am today. It maybe because my present is so unformed and amorphous right now, unsettled, without shape or definition, that this slippage into a place from before could happen. Have I taken a step back? When unexpected co.

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