Wednesday, October 21, 2026

Life is not measured by the breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.

  I don't speak because I have the power to speak, I speak because I don't have the power to remain silent.Love Songs.INDEPENDENT WOMEN.Girls In Red Hoods, Good Tales.



 You Can't Grow Your Way Out: Ice Ice Baby,Break me off a piece... The Office Metal:Please don't judge this book by its cover because I'm still writing the ending and I have a lot to give and a lot to share with the right people or person. Life is not measured by the breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.


SLAVES - JUST A TOUCH OF LOVE.TALES AND STORIES, HEADS OR TAIL, HEADS ON A BLOCK, HEADS TO CUT OFF.MONKEYS IN PACKS TO DODGE.CARTOON HITS, CARTOON SHOWS ,KIDS TO WATCH, LAUGHS TONIGHT.

Cube is better than Mexico, and those family members are used to be projection for their owning feeling. It is how we get our feel good.



 Into The Woods, Into The Water, Into The Dark: Veterans Homeless Blues.MONKEYS IN PACKS TO DODGE.CARTOON HITS, CARTOON SHOWS ,KIDS TO WATCH, LAUGHS TONIGHT.

Angel Heart: On the dark sides of the moon, on a clouding night, without stars. Dreams, hopes and prayers resting on the clouds. Heaven and hell under the cherry moons, at sunset, after the dazes done on earth. Fairies, pixies, and earth angels, in the sky. Wishes and numbers, dreams in color, power in the magic in the air. Running with angels, goodness and mercy angels on earth, tales of joys and pains of growth and expansionist whines. Treats and tales, trips to the moon, trips to the stars, wisher prayers noted. Trick and trades, rats racing.



W e I r d= wonderful :Exciting : interesting : Real: Different. Yes I am weird always, you? Love or hate, horns of a goat, the flip sides of coins, cards flipped 54 ways to play each hand, seasons done in darkness. Was born March 18, the day of rebirth every year. I believe in butterflies they represent new beginning in Spanish, do start over on a drop of a dime.


NIGHT'S ILLUSIVE HOLD. The night called to me when I'd clung to thunderstorms of why,Opinion: The hope that wise subordinates would curb the likes of Donald Trump was always a misunderstanding of politics. Life is not measured by the breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.



Opinion: The hope that wise subordinates would curb the likes of Donald Trump was always a misunderstanding of politics.



 Into The Woods, Into The Water, Into The Dark: Veterans Homeless Blues.MONKEYS IN PACKS TO DODGE.CARTOON HITS, CARTOON SHOWS ,KIDS TO WATCH, LAUGHS TONIGHT. Life is not measured by the breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.




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