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Wednesday, August 1, 2012. Woahhh I have not been good at updating my blog and it seems like I havent been on here in a very long time. Well its summer now and to me it means a couple of things. First off the BEACH! I love the idea of the beach, sand, and the hot summer weather but to tell you the truth, the beach sounds better than it really is. Why? Its because you aways find sand weeks after in the weirdest places x. Sunday, June 17, 2012. Here is the makeup tutorial for this look . This is my t.CONTENT
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Wednesday, July 12, 2006. Those clichés are beyond you now. God, the Universe, the meaning of it all. You close your eyes for just a moment. Maybe this is part of the dream? But no. It all seems so familiar. Have you been here before? Impossible. This must be what shock feels like.
No nom for Fassy should be a straight up crime. Likes the quote Words are, of course, the most powerful drug used by mankind. Going to see The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo. Dear God, the apocalypse really IS near.
Yet yielding to the light. I miss the days when nothing was wrong. The times when we could sing our song. I miss the nights we wont admit. When we cried and hugged and laughed a bit. I shall ever regard you as the best. A letter and tweets are all I have now.
A journey back towards creativity. And the description of the stately splendour of this great house, once so filled with life and gaiety, now abandoned and only visited in dreams. A photo by Alison F of PMP provided the overgrown sense of wildness and impact of th.