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Anyone want Free Membership!?i have 504 points left so i can get one other person membership for one month
any one intrested?
THIS IS ONLY FOR MY WATCHERS so if your not on my list sorry :/
(Q) What to do?!
(A) just comment on this journal saying why you should have it. PLEASE only comment once!
(Q) how many days do i have to do this?
(A)do befor December 16, 2012 11:59 PM PST
i will pick on the 15th or 14th
(Q) What if i watch you right now?
(A) i feel bad if you watch me to only get to this, but feel free to you can if you want.
(Q) How will you pick a winer?
(A) i pick randomly. useing this-->http://textmechanic.com/Random-Line-Picker.html
(Q) if i win can i give you 135 point to add to your 504 so we can get the 3 months?
(A) if you really want to sure, but wait in till you win befor sending my anything.
(If you have any more questions just ask i will be happy to answer them ^w^)
Forest LifeSeptember has arrived! Anybody else feel like this summer has lasted forever?
I dunno. I'm going to miss the green and the constant walks and the fresh warm air. Strangely, I've felt more attached to this home than I have my last few. I mean, you know when you're a kid and you know your home so intimately, every blade of grass, every nook and cranny. The dips in the road and the secret holes... I feel like I'm somewhere closer to that with this home in the city. It's because I have the time to learn the beautiful imperfections.
I was so detached in my last few homes. My apartments. They were nice on the inside and my jobs were nice and I was earning a lot of money and I felt a little dead inside but I didn't know. I thought it was just growing up.
IT'S NOT TRUE. DON'T FALL FOR IT.
I'm a smart woman. I can do a lot of things. I'm good at a few things. I know I can succeed at the game of life. But I'm learning that 'success' is something different than what I assumed
Our DutyWe swallowed the path home
Because we were hungry,
Though starving is an ongoing
Story, an empty bag
Dancing in the streets,
Full of an unfastened voice
Walking through the house,
Wind unchained, heart admonished.
Heaven fills its eyes, crawls away,
That sleeping boat content to follow
The vacant waves, intervals
Of dying that we dare not interrupt,
And we watch the kind ear shrinking
From our charcoal docks; heaven
With a full stomach crawls away.
This is what we were put here for.
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