OVERVIEW
TUSHTIFF.WORDPRESS.COM TRAFFIC
Date Range
Date Range
Date Range
LINKS TO WEBSITE
WHAT DOES TUSHTIFF.WORDPRESS.COM LOOK LIKE?
TUSHTIFF.WORDPRESS.COM SERVER
BROWSER IMAGE
SERVER SOFTWARE
We discovered that tushtiff.wordpress.com is weilding the nginx os.HTML TITLE
Naijablogas BlogDESCRIPTION
My Blog is a USB to the brain.PARSED CONTENT
The site had the following in the homepage, "My Blog is a USB to the brain." I noticed that the web site stated " Ive got a blog! Shakes yall hands thank you thank you i appreciate Dokaayyy first of all if u say go down low ur mouth will close ijn." They also stated "my names Lotanna, yeah its a very dope name i get that all the time and its ibo! I dont need to tell u what it means thats what Googles for . Ive been on this blog case for a while now but never had to talk about or say. God that woman has the vocal chord of a whale! Thanks a lot everyone! So heres a."ANALYZE MORE BUSINESSES
If you are in this part of the world.
Sighh well this is a blog for me let out my thoughts and the short stories i think about once in a while. Recent Updates Toggle Comment Threads. So i have a two hour break before my next class and i just feel like posting something. so i have engish assignment coming up soon and i have to write about a current issue that interests me. apart the mystery of how to succeed without studying, nothing else seems to catch my attention.
You still eat Golden morn? Yup I threw up on him. I spent about 7 months researching, questioning, and probing into dramatic proposal methods. I just did not see myself doing any of those things.
Eyes that are black,. Darker than tanned African skin. Eyes that are lustrous,. Eyes that call you,. When you look, not at them, but into them. Eyes that seem so fragile. Eyes that have recorded shattered dreams. Eyes that have been shattered, themselves. Eyes that have cried the tears of broken hearts. Eyes that have seen happiness leave. Eyes that have seen the ends of beautiful beginnings. Eyes that have seen the Light,.
It was the night before Christmas and I had dozed off while telling little Gracie a bedtime story. I woke up with a start and realized I had slept off beside Gracie on her bed. I had been dreaming about Ted, again. I yawned and stretched some before I stood up, careful enough to not wake up sleeping beauty.