Saturday, April 7, 2018
Sand of time, locked in space, joys and pleasures, in the songs left behind, thanks so much for the time we had together.
Getting into the mind set of studying is so hard to get back into. Working on the first 44 pages, on page 13 now, have to change that state of affairs.Made it to Palm Springs, go pics of the graves, before and after I dressed them up. So they were in marked graves for a few hours, that I was there. Have to check out the cost for headstones. Will get three this year, or within the year, for the grandparents, and my only brother. He died in 2012. Was 41 years old, only suicide in the family, first one ever. Not sure what happen, in the end, he is now dead.
Peter Pan…Kings And Angels, Heaven Cries, Notes Of The Dead: Coins On Hand, Boatmen To Waters.Good luck, lots of joys and lots of love, hands to hold, angels on earth, earth angels at that age. Monkeys in packs to dodge, donkey dates, free riders.
Rats to races, baby boomers, peace of mind to share, schools of hard knocks, ways to grow, ways to expand, ways to turn life around. Happy Dazes, Ben Battles, Dallas Starr, Starr Bright, sisters of color, veterans on the streets, reviews, recaps, fairy tales, chicks, and babes, dames with red hoods, lost and found, crazy, insane, veteran with skills. Lots of written history to note, dances under the sands of time.
For a fee, PTSD, nuts on the run. Bats and birds, singing songs on the mountain tops.Good Times, Lessons Learned Back In Time: Blasts To The History NotesChris Stapleton & Justin Timberlake – Tennessee Whiskey (Subtitulado)Sand of time, locked in space, joys and pleasures, in the songs left behind, thanks so much for the time we had together.I don’t know if this was posted yet, but I hope you like it.
Going to head your way about 7pm, maybe....sooner or later, will be in your area, later today. It should be a blast. Just a bit about the lost time, and the things needed to grow, expand, and learn new things. DIFFERENT... ππππππππππ....Mars to March, May and Madness, tricks with the lights, angels to save the day, hands to hold, wings to fly away. ...strangers to friends, son to shine, not a bald head, wits, charms and graces. Giant on land, over 6 feet tall, over sixty years old, location, 420 friendly 2, retired gem to find. Hopes, wishes, dreams, lights and darkness, out on the beach, in my head, daily events.....
Standards are needed in order to pretense falling for everything and anything. What if you are not able to see how green the grass is at your front door because you can see greener grass out of the window, do you take grass from out of the picture out of the window, that you are looking out of? What do you do, when you know there is more, and the you know it is a matter of changing plans?
Men and women are always searching for the other half of themselves, how they look are a matter of choice as well, and standards play a lot in these matters as well. Hearts are cute for the lover’s day in February, but they are not made to be put in trash at the end of the month, and you should not wear on your sleeves either.
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You are your family, three parts of life to live, as a child, as a parent, and as a grandparent, teacher or student your whole life. Mountains to climb, that you get to choose, at the pace you set for the brighter dazes over the rainbows. Dreams in action, dressed for love and hate, horns of a goat. Fairy tales, rats tails, rats racing daily races. Will steal from earth angels, and veterans. Blessings with lessons to share. ENGLISH words. Fuck views of frogs. Clowns gone.
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