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Too Often...
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4 yrs ago
"Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around." And too often we try to practice this every day just to have someone suck the compassion and humanity right out of us until it's decided that we've served our purpose. They feed off of us like little needy vampires and when they've had their full they toss us to the wayside and, once fully sated, give the benefit of their humanity to someone else. |
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In Color
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4 yrs ago
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Guess What I Was Thinking
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4 yrs ago
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Wanted To Try Something Other Than B&W
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4 yrs ago
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Here I Am In My Corset!!! LMAO!!!
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4 yrs ago
Ha Ha Ha!! Suckers!!!
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Fresh Out Of The Shower...
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4 yrs ago
...and no makeup!! Fuckin' scary!! >:P
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Eyes
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4 yrs ago
Why is it that my eyes are fully capable of expressing anger, hatred and sadness but not happiness? Even when I'm having a good day you can't tell just by looking at my eyes.
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Fantasy From Deep Within
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4 yrs 1 mo ago
She sits in the dark with nothing more than half faded memories for company. The blurred images, distorted nearly beyond recognition, frolick here and there behind her eyes. The gentle flickers of firelight caress her face with its soft warmth but the cold has burrowed deep into her bones. She knows they are there; Shadows that haunt her nights and torment her with the promise of deep sleep that she knows will never be delivered. They flit from corner to corner in that room, just out of reach of the light. Her only companions in these dark days. She draws closer to the flames, seeking warmth and finding none. His eyes haunt her nights; promises of love and solace in his arms. But the Shadows hiss their evil. They tell her there is no such thing in this God forsaken world. Not for her. She is undeserving. She is
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Something To Think About Today
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4 yrs 1 mo ago
To get the full value of joy you must have somebody to divide it with.-Mark Twain I can't argue with the fact that it's a nice thought but for some it's a little more difficult to find that joy in the dark with no one to walk beside you. But in every darkness there's always that slight pinpoint of light off in the distance; be it the flame from a single candle burning bright within the heart of the one meant for you or the single star brightly defying the night sky. But there is that light to guide you along the pitted road of Trial & Error. Now that is something worth thinking about and holding onto. |






