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#guncontrol. Guns aren't evil, people are. Don't punish the majority, prevent the minority. Felon, or Insane = no right to own a gun EVER.
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 10, 2013
#guncontrol. Guns aren’t evil, people are. Don’t punish the majority, prevent the minority. Felon, or Insane = no right to own a gun EVER.
Editing is crawling, or I am, can't figure out which it is. Eleven pages today. Twenty eight left…
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 10, 2013
Editing is crawling, or I am, can’t figure out which it is. Eleven pages today. Twenty eight left…
Such, is the cost of a ruse. #malmaxa
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 10, 2013
Such, is the cost of a ruse. #malmaxa
Awake at three ~ set my mind free ~ it chooses its goal ~ fresh thoughts, to satisfy my soul.
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 10, 2013
Awake at three ~ set my mind free ~ it chooses its goal ~ fresh thoughts, to satisfy my soul.
Moods, are not mistakes ~ feelings, are what define us ~ suppress either, at your peril.
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 10, 2013
Moods, are not mistakes ~ feelings, are what define us ~ suppress either, at your peril.
If the words we wear, are our wardrobe, each mood is a garment, in need of constant change. #thought
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 10, 2013
If the words we wear, are our wardrobe, each mood is a garment, in need of constant change. #thought
Though the world is enormous, its people are more similar, than different. #thought
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 10, 2013
Though the world is enormous, its people are more similar, than different. #thought
Encapsulated within my anguished tear, is another memory, another prompt, another precious moment I can share… with him.
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 10, 2013
Encapsulated within my anguished tear, is another memory, another prompt, another precious moment I can share… with him.
In a rush Faroene’s earlier, callously spoken sentiment echoed loud, its voice an accusation in her ear.
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 10, 2013
In a rush Faroene’s earlier, callously spoken sentiment echoed loud, its voice an accusation in her ear.
From bad, to terrible… to unthinkable.
Far, far worse than ‘the worst’ she had so callously declaimed.— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 10, 2013