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Wednesday, December 10, 2014. For everything, there is a season; a time to be born, and a time to die. Also if any readers are interested in other blogs about tattoos click here. This blog is very similar to mine in the way that it has pictures of tattoos and their stories behind them. In going through the blog I found some very cool tattoos and I learned a couple new things as well. I hope you enjoy it. Sunday, December 7, 2014. A Story From the Artist Himself.
Learning to Laugh it Off and Live Your Life. Encouraging young girls to live their lives freely with their hearts full, their minds open and their laugher great. Wednesday, March 25, 2015. About yourself, it is totally justifiable to snap a selfie or two. But what ultimately happens after your little photo shoot? You delete all but one or two. Why do we feel the need to critique ourselves so harshly? So go ahead and post those selfies! Until next time,.
This blog is for viewers who know what heartbreak feels like but also sees the beauty in everything that comes out of that heartbreak. Through a poetically styled blog I will be telling my story and hoping to change the lives of others who have dealt with the same experiences. Sunday, December 7, 2014. As this semester comes to a powerful close, I would like to say thank you to the ones that believed in me, so thank you! The First Snow Fall.
A creative nonfiction blog dealing with grief, adoption, loss of culture, loss of family, abandonment, language barriers and more. Through the eyes of both child and adult. Rief hits like a hurricane. Leaves you speechless its in wake. Grief piles on top of each other. Creating a barrier from you and reality. Zipping up the cracks of life.
Everyday some more crap comes flying at me. My life at times just blows. What did I do to deserve this? I hope I sound stuck up enough for you. The truth is, these little setbacks mean nothing. I am miles ahead of tons of less fortuante people all across the world. I think my real problem is ignorance. Thursday, December 15, 2011. We need to suck it up a.
Regarder avancer les pierres,. Sentir se faire le marbre,. Écouter revenir les rivières,. Sentir se refroidir le soleil,. Regarder tomber le ciel,. Ecouter monter la pluie,. Regarder glisser la montagne,. Savoir parler à son âme.
Båt turen fra Nuva Marina til Treasure Island tok ca 30 min. Da vi nærmet oss øya kunne vi høre musikk og da var det alle de ansatte på øya som hadde samlet seg nede på stranda med gitarer og greier og de spilte velkomstsang og ønsket oss velkommen. På fredag kom solen og etter dette gikk dagene bort til .
Domingo, 3 de outubro de 2010. Abecedário sem juízo dos nossos nomes. A é a Angélica, que gosta de ser poética. B é o Bernardo, que tem um gato pardo. C é a Carlota, que bate sempre a porta. D é o Diogo, que viu começar o fogo. E é a Eva, que gosta de rebolar na relva. F é o Filipe, que tem medo da gripe. G é o Guilherme, que às vezes é palerma. H é a Helena, que tem uma trança pequena. I é a Inês, que tem uma galinha pedrês. J é o João, que come queijo com pão. L é o Luís, tem macacos no nariz.
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