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Today, a day of plans to make, and promises to self, to break. #thought
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 8, 2012
Today, a day of plans to make, and promises to self, to break. #thought
Oh joy, another soul I sought, and found, one whose words strike true, arrows, targeting my mind. #thought
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 8, 2012
Oh joy, another soul I sought, and found, one whose words strike true, arrows, targeting my mind. #thought
Were I to rise early each day, to be greeted by wispy words, from wonders like each of you… each day, would be good. #thought
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 8, 2012
Were I to rise early each day, to be greeted by wispy words, from wonders like each of you… each day, would be good. #thought
What a treasure of delightful thoughts! The pirate within demands I pillage, from your trove. @amaniwf
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 8, 2012
What a treasure of delightful thoughts! The pirate within demands I pillage, from your trove. @amaniwf
Twisting my mind, wrings words from my heart. #thought
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 8, 2012
Twisting my mind, wrings words from my heart. #thought
Humility: a face, flushed by a blush ~ the delight of recognition from your peers ~ the guilt of knowing you're unworthy. #thought
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 8, 2012
Humility: a face, flushed by a blush ~ the delight of recognition from your peers ~ the guilt of knowing you’re unworthy. #thought
I heard a co-worker say "The smokers shivering in the rain, are all Obama's people". He tried to justify his stupidity, and failed.
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 8, 2012
I heard a co-worker say “The smokers shivering in the rain, are all Obama’s people”. He tried to justify his stupidity, and failed.
Addiction cares not for the color of your skin, of the content of your heart – simply put, it cares… not at all. #thought
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 8, 2012
Addiction cares not for the color of your skin, of the content of your heart – simply put, it cares… not at all. #thought
We had a cat named Limb, @kv8 – short for "Limb of Satan" since he was pure black, and an arrogant tom. What a wonderful pet was he.
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 8, 2012
We had a cat named Limb, @kv8 – short for “Limb of Satan” since he was pure black, and an arrogant tom. What a wonderful pet was he.
Deep sleep, restful, and filled with simple, pleasurable dreams. #malmaxa
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 8, 2012