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As Told By Greta

As Told By Greta. All we are, all we can be, are the stories we tell. Long after we are gone, our words will be all that is left, and who is to say what really happened or even what reality is? Our stories, our fiction, our words will be as close to truth as can be. And no one can take that away from you. Friday, October 2, 2009. Para Kay Tatay. . And so I had a joyful childhood, thanks to my dad. . I miss him. I really do. Belated happy birthday, papa. . Posted by Greta 244 AM. So now you kno.

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Bedtime Stories Remnants of my sleep

1 Tall, fit, and handsome. Yes, I find men who can dance very attractive and sexy. I can actually add to the list men who can sing, or play an instrument, or both. Day 163 of PROJECT EFFERVESCENCE.

Solitary confinement

Well, let me restate that. I chose to be busy. Since I walked down the stage of PICC during my conferment of Degrees, I practically started thinking of which path to take. Should I start working? Should I get my masters? Sunday, April 22, 2012.

In the Fringes of the Flesh and Soul

In the Fringes of the Flesh and Soul. 8 out of 72 common fears. This is not a poem about death. Nor is this about love. In fact, this is not a poem. Or a fantasy of sorts. A scene, where the sun would be shining brightly. The shards scattered all over my room. Like fine, injurious sand. I would lay there,. Amidst the broken pieces that glitter.

Thoughts of a Nefarious Mind

To live in fear of something unknown is the worst fear of all. Posted in day to day. This is the thin line in-between. Posted in day to day.

Scribbles of the Mind

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Rantings of a frustrated inamorata

Rantings of a frustrated inamorata. Friday, September 18, 2009. I always had someone to celebrate my birthday with for the last four consecutive years. Now, it almost felt like it was my first time to celebrate it with me, being single. I thought it would suck, but it actually turned out great. My family greeted me along with loads of money.

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As Told By Greta. All we are, all we can be, are the stories we tell. Long after we are gone, our words will be all that is left, and who is to say what really happened or even what reality is? Our stories, our fiction, our words will be as close to truth as can be. And no one can take that away from you. Friday, October 2, 2009. Para Kay Tatay. . And so I had a joyful childhood, thanks to my dad. . I miss him. I really do. Belated happy birthday, papa. . Posted by Greta 244 AM. So now you kno.

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CELL 54 - Att nå mitt mål 54kg och bli så perfekt som jag kan bli!

Att nå mitt mål 54kg och bli så perfekt som jag kan bli! När man ångrar att man inte höll det. Ja fan jag har haft flera bloggar, ni är flera som fortfarande följer me mig på min oändliga resa typ. Men ja är så arg å besviken på mig själv. Nu är de stopp! Vill inte köra på svällt denna gång även om ja känner att de e det ända som funkar typ. Antingen äter jag inget eller ALLT. Föresten hej på er, ja har saknat er 3. Har bara skämts så mycket för att jag gått upp så mycket! Depp inlägg.