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Lies, promises, love, sex, drunken. If love was a bird.
On peut la voir sourire parfois. Until The Day I Die.
Will you be my nightmare? My one and only dream,. Will you make me suffer? Now watch me as I scream. For every sin and every lie. Please take this life away,. Free me from this darkness. Rip apart my heart and soul. Make me feel the pain,. Make me feel all these things.
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Abonne-toi à mon blog! We are young and we are strong. Through strength in self we become. Something more than they can be. I raise my heart and sing. Clique ici pour poster un commentaire en étant identifié avec ton compte Skyrock.
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Friday, March 25, 2011. I worked at Special Olympics Missouri for two years as their Public Relations Intern and as their Student Outreach Coordinator. Now, I serve on their Public Relations committee and meet on a bi-monthly basis to come up with new PR and marketing strategies that will further the message of this amazing organization. Okay, end of my rant. Monday, March 21, 2011.
Lists! Sunday, June 2, 2013. The time has come to show you some ollllldd photos of my sweet baby. These photos are almost a year old. I really need to get on the ball and try to catch up. Every year, we go peach picking in South Carolina. She was a big fan of the delicious peaches. Cora got to check out a watermelon by hanging out with her Boo and Pop. Mom and baby peach sharing. Queen of the peaches! Grandparen.
Hair loss from chemotherapy, to me, was like an external wound that I received from my battle with Cancer. Yet, it was much more and far deeper than it just being about hair. It was about LIFE! Standing there looking at myself in the mirror, I.