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…each wore a brave face and lied, telling the other, “all will be well”.
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 13, 2013
…each wore a brave face and lied, telling the other, “all will be well”.
I will not have blame for a fateful deed laid at an innocent’s door.
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 13, 2013
I will not have blame for a fateful deed laid at an innocent’s door.
No blossom of agony caressing his wrist.
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 13, 2013
No blossom of agony caressing his wrist.
The way it rolled off her tongue proved even more joyous than its echo within her thought. #malmaxa
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 13, 2013
The way it rolled off her tongue proved even more joyous than its echo within her thought. #malmaxa
I don’t wear his symbol, save within the confines of my heart. #malmaxa
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 13, 2013
I don’t wear his symbol, save within the confines of my heart. #malmaxa
The shell of my soul lay, heart-stilled before me, not breathing.
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 13, 2013
The shell of my soul lay, heart-stilled before me, not breathing.
A small, grim smile, incongruent on her tiny face.
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 13, 2013
A small, grim smile, incongruent on her tiny face.
Good evening, at a hotel with an itsy bitsy teeny weeny – and I do mean weeny – internet. Will try and respond to tweets.
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 15, 2013
Good evening, at a hotel with an itsy bitsy teeny weeny – and I do mean weeny – internet. Will try and respond to tweets.
Unlike hope, to which we must cling – Joy is best, when shared. #thought
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 15, 2013
Unlike hope, to which we must cling – Joy is best, when shared. #thought
Show me someone who has never told a lie, and I'll look on them in pity – for they never learned to talk. #thought
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 15, 2013