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Will those, so cut ~ note their passage from my Twitterverse ~ or keep talking, to themselves?
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 11, 2012
Will those, so cut ~ note their passage from my Twitterverse ~ or keep talking, to themselves?
Maybe, I got this all wrong, and Twitter is nothing more than a numbers game. I think not, and friends here I've found… the unlike minded.
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 11, 2012
Maybe, I got this all wrong, and Twitter is nothing more than a numbers game. I think not, and friends here I’ve found… the unlike minded.
Tuesday come, Monday went, so brief a time, with you I spent. Sadness for that – joy, for the time watching my youngest play. Her solo.
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 11, 2012
Tuesday come, Monday went, so brief a time, with you I spent. Sadness for that – joy, for the time watching my youngest play. Her solo.
Debts repaid, to friends most true ~ those mentioned next are worthiest, to me ~ so too might they be, for you. #friends
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 11, 2012
Debts repaid, to friends most true ~ those mentioned next are worthiest, to me ~ so too might they be, for you. #friends
As ever, the fear I missed someone worthy lifts its horseman’s head. Apologies, will be due, and granted, in time. Perhaps.
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 11, 2012
As ever, the fear I missed someone worthy lifts its horseman’s head. Apologies, will be due, and granted, in time. Perhaps.
self-pity: the wallow of a shallow soul. #thought
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 11, 2012
self-pity: the wallow of a shallow soul. #thought
I've purged my soul, and feel better already… now on, to more pleasant things, chatting with my friends :).
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 11, 2012
I’ve purged my soul, and feel better already… now on, to more pleasant things, chatting with my friends :).
"The irises were edged with hazel and flecked throughout with specks of glittering gold." – Eden's eyes. #malmaxa
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 11, 2012
“The irises were edged with hazel and flecked throughout with specks of glittering gold.” – Eden’s eyes. #malmaxa
"Looking into those pools brought to mind a starry night, in the moments before sunrise." – Eden's eyes. #malmaxa
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 11, 2012
“Looking into those pools brought to mind a starry night, in the moments before sunrise.” – Eden’s eyes. #malmaxa
"A broad grin lit her face and revealed wide set eyes, the color of midsummer sky. Her father’s eyes, in her mother’s face." Selene #malmaxa
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) December 11, 2012