You should admit your situation--there would be more dignity in it.
If the rule you followed brought you to this, of what use was the rule?


Late November, 7 a.m.You are sleeping, cheeks soft and limbs sprawling. Your triple-layered blanket warms me, but my feet still carry fresh dew. You press yourself to me, murmuring words from your dreams and I am wandering.Late November, 7 a.m.
I am walking again. I look up through the tree- claws and see clouds, blockading the only light. Beneath me
there is a crack. I look and my feet are in pieces. I am falling and each part of me shatters like glass ornaments on the unforgiving ground.
There are birds, &nb


How to Climb a Magnolia TreeWhen you reach your head above the last of the leaves, you'll see clouds stretching and scratching at rooftops and asking them to go away, or maybe to be let inside. But, you may also come at moon- time and let its pale face gape in awe at how high you have climbed, far beyond the mountain's feet. Smile back and watch for the sun; she will come, breakfast in hand and shower you with loneliness. Do not fear the branches, their bites and tears are done in all sincerity. Their knots know only the soles of shoes and it would certainly be nice if you kissed their cheeksHow to Climb a Magnolia Tree


The Reconstruction577.54- Desert Ecology The mountains protect the city that I live in. They rise from the ground around every side, like natural walls to a castle, but the moat does not exist- we only get four inches of rain a year. The people live in the valley between the vast black mountains speckled with green cacti. It is barren, any shrubbery is brown and wilting- like overused coffee filters. There are no stoplights, only stop signs to control the minimal traffic. Along the streets there are signs warning people of horse drawn carriages and desert wildlife-deer, javelina, and coyotes. Up the hill of School House Road going north further from civiThe Reconstruction
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[link] to my gallery
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No one I think is in my tree
[link]
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No one I think is in my tree
Thanks so much for visiting my gallery and the fav,
Mario
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VISIT MY HOMEPAGE AT [link]
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No one I think is in my tree
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Holy rising hemlines, Batman!
did you have another one after that though?
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No one I think is in my tree
i figured it out after i asked you
and no, that was my only other one.
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Holy rising hemlines, Batman!
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No one I think is in my tree
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