Ready for another day.
Ready for another day.
Oh! life you'r but hell
Oh! hell you'r but in me
When I'v lost your love
I'm lost in an ocean of destiny
I am feeling glad!
I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew.
Great, Glady is feeling glad. I'm glad too that you feel glad, Glady.
Oh! life you'r but hell
Oh! hell you'r but in me
When I'v lost your love
I'm lost in an ocean of destiny
Better, thank you dear Master. I hope you are well either!Originally Posted by RobinHood3000
"What else is love but understanding and rejoicing in the fact that another person lives, acts, and experiences otherwise than we do…?"
Tiiiiiired
I have a plan: attack!
In the words of Homer Simpson, "Me so hung'y."
It's Good Friday, and I'm fasting. Been thinking a lot about why I can't stop myself from observing Catholic traditions I no longer believe in a basis for. I've come to the conclusion that they remind me of my childhood, and going through those rituals makes me feel like I'm able to touch a small piece of it.
Also, happy! (Yeah, the real kind!) So rare for me. The last time was in October (I keep track of these things). It's been a beautiful spring day. I took a nice brisk walk this morning. I put my hair up and put make-up and nice clothes on, and I've been feeling pretty all day. And—and—my mother is coming in an hour to drive me home so I can spend Easter with my family and kitties.
Things are going well in Emily-land.
If you had to live with this you'd rather lie than fall.
You think I can't fly? Well, you just watch me!
~The Dresden Dolls
exhausted...and lonely...and busy...flooding my Angel's inbox again
And mighty hungry! gotta go......
Hi Adil, I am glad today as well.
Hi woeful painter, Cheer up, You should not feel lonely. You can look at LitNet Town Crier, you will find articles and funny pictures there. Have a look there and you will no longer feel lonely!
I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew.
Hello Everyone! I am happy because it is Easter!
Happy because its easter too! ... and slightely reminiscent.
Irish poets, learn your trade!
-Yeats
sick:
And disgusted with myself I have no will power when confrontedd with choclate
My mission in life is to make YOU smile
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Ah, I am happy for you Canadian but poor Night, I hope that she will be alright!
I am feeling not so great, but not too bad.
I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew.
Feeling lazy
And the gates of this Chapel were shut,
And Thou shalt not, writ over the door:
So I turned to the Garden of Love,
That so many sweet flowers bore. - "The Garden of Love", William Blake.
feeling sleepy.
Hi beautiful Eva!
Oh! life you'r but hell
Oh! hell you'r but in me
When I'v lost your love
I'm lost in an ocean of destiny
I feel no interest in chocolate - except little by little...