Daily Archives: April 9, 2013

2009 An Ode to the Past

Your words don’t mean much, They prop you up like a crutch. My ears ring with your lies, Abuse hides within love’s disguise. Your fists My face How do I leave this place? Darkness calls me, To the oblivion of my … Continue reading

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I love this, and had saved the image as my desktop background, but never knew what they were called.  cl0uds0fsulfur: Seed pods from the Columbine or Aquilegia plant, which resemble little skulls. Photo credit: Ross Parry

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This is a brilliant idea. I got a unanimous cheer from my Spirits about this, so I had to share it. Pancake Sundays will be even more special now. brenarosecastcircles: You know how a lot of people offer bread, cake, … Continue reading

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