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Whispered words, we share.
a poem. http://t.co/JpWH5u0Qib
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 4, 2014
Whispered words, we share. a poem. http://bit.ly/CGApKSV
Measuring wealth by the count of your cash.@Tuigen
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 4, 2014
Measuring wealth by the count of your cash.
What cost a word,
when its payment is a kiss?— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 4, 2014
What cost a word, when its payment is a kiss?
Know me by my words, here they are my deeds.
I am from the same place as any & all,
my mother's womb.Africa holds my soul.@Quixoticemmyu
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 4, 2014
Know me by my words, here they are my deeds. I am from the same place as any & all, my mother’s womb. Africa holds my soul.
Kisses, and words
only share, if you really care.@SumerSloan This is one of the best interactions I've ever had on twitter. Thank you!— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 5, 2014
Kisses, and words only share, if you really care.
There is nothing wrong with jealousy,
only with its expression.
It's natural to be protective of those we love@j_espionage @sonallakhanpal— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 5, 2014
There is nothing wrong with jealousy, only with its expression. It’s natural to be protective of those we love.
Like love, there are degrees of jealousy,
a fire doesn't set to flame at 0 degrees.@j_espionage @sonallakhanpal— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 5, 2014
Like love, there are degrees of jealousy, a fire doesn’t set to flame at 0 degrees.
Jealousy is not about trust, insecurity, or confidence,
it is about feeling.
Exhibiting that feeling? Now that's about insecurity.— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 5, 2014
Jealousy is not about trust, insecurity, or confidence, it is about feeling. Exhibiting that feeling? Now that’s about insecurity.
The media teaches us to doubt ourselves and our worth, it teaches us that things make us better. Things don't@j_espionage @sonallakhanpal
— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 5, 2014
The media teaches us to doubt ourselves and our worth, it teaches us that things make us better. Things don’t.
Love's formula.
A twinkled eye,
an unspoken sigh,
a gentle touch that says, you must.
Love, is simple chemistry,
made unclear.— C.G.Ayling (@CGAyling) January 5, 2014