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Upon every page might be, thoughts, worthy of reflection. http://t.co/xXoXRNIs #malmaxa
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 8, 2012
Upon every page might be, thoughts, worthy of reflection. http://bit.ly/CGbMal1 #malmaxa
Contradiction: it makes this world go round.
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 8, 2012
Contradiction: it makes this world go round.
"Sometimes, I sit and think. Sometimes, I just sit." – unknown. {time for me to simply sit}
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 8, 2012
“Sometimes, I sit and think. Sometimes, I just sit.” – unknown. {time for me to simply sit}
Time to snooze, and wonder about how wonderful women are – I should know, I have six! {mother, wife, three daughters, and a granddaughter}
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 8, 2012
Time to snooze, and wonder about how wonderful women are – I should know, I have six! {mother, wife, three daughters, and a granddaughter}
Wouldn't Twitter be so much easier if we could write essays, instead of tweets? Easier, yes – as much fun. Nope!
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 9, 2012
Wouldn’t Twitter be so much easier if we could write essays, instead of tweets? Easier, yes – as much fun. Nope!
The shallow souled look down on any different than themselves ~ at their feet a puddle ~ within it, a sallow reflection, them. #thought
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 9, 2012
The shallow souled look down on any different than themselves ~ at their feet a puddle ~ within it, a sallow reflection, them. #thought
If you’ve never experienced hardship, expressing diminishing opinions about it is beyond the realm of your rights. #thought
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 9, 2012
If you’ve never experienced hardship, expressing diminishing opinions about it is beyond the realm of your rights. #thought
@amaniwf open you eyes, for within them I dwell, stare at the sky, pick a cloud flying by, its mists… are escape.
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 9, 2012
@amaniwf open you eyes, for within them I dwell, stare at the sky, pick a cloud flying by, its mists… are escape.
If logic calls the lie, listen. #thought
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 9, 2012
If logic calls the lie, listen. #thought
a twinkle in the eye, a lip curling at its corner, a gleaming tooth revealed, these, and more, are a true smile. #thought
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 9, 2012