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the san fransciso presbytery voted to approve Lisa Larges' call to ministry!!!! There are some "but"s but it's still EXCELLENT NEWS; she's only been trying to answer her call for 23 years. Y'know.


cigarettes and paint - wipThat summer smelled like stale cigarettes and drying paint. The men there were five, I think, all ages were fixing our porch. Mom wanted red. Dad wanted white. I was eighteen, with age-appropriate boredom. I did not care what color that porch was, just that one of the men was around my age and eyed me on the days I would lie out on the green grass in shorts and a tank top. Some days I forgot to wear a bra I could do that, then and I knew he was watching me more closely. I would hear him sawing wood for the slats, a slow back-and-forth, as I flipped the pages of my novels. I watched in my head, as if in porn, him sacigarettes and paint - wip


fire IIIA twelve-year-old learns better than I: fire destroys. Having witnessed tongues of orange lick slowly at my life, savouring yet devouring everything in reach (including, remarkably, singeing memories, now too charred to touch without crumbling into myself),fire III
I play with the matches, either blowing them out before the heat even smells of poisonous, comforting sulfur or lighting the sometimes-warm candles that decorate my new(est) home while even now one such scentless match has lit a fire in the hearth.
Children know fire burns and hurt


fire IITwice. Twice have I watched the world burn around me, enveloped in red-orange flame (unquenchable). I had to uproot to make repairs, heal the scars, replace the irreplaceable.fire II
I still light candles recognizing the potential. I never learn, it seems, feeding the largers with ink and paper, forgetting the cost it takes to move.
I surprised myself when, one cold February night, watching sparkles descend from God, I lit a match, moving it quickly to a hearth to nurture, trusting this not to devour me,
Maybe I have


fireI have felt for others forest fires (twice) of destructive, painful, consuming, beautiful yet deadly love all sizes of candle-crushes: sweet, fragrant, soft, melty, cold and so easily blown out.fire
For you, well, you started as a candle, I think perhaps even a match (yes, a match) potential, but with little warmth That flame, though, lit a cozy hearth fire
by ~CalequendiElf
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Pisanie poprawną polszczyzną daje ci +5 do lansu.
It's March 6th which means it's your special day. Hoping you have a fantastic birthday, get some nice gifts and generally get to enjoy it lots.
All the best and much love from the birthdays team to you
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Birthdays Team
This birthday greeting was brought to you by: `Caektiems
A birthday rhyme for you
on your special day
Monday's child is fair of face.
Tuesday's child is full of grace.
Wednesday's child is loving and giving.
Thursday's child works hard for a living,
Friday's child fears no foe.
Saturday's child has far to go.
And the child born on Sunday
is bonny and wise in every way.
find the day of the week you were born here [link]
More about the rhyme: [link]
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No one gets out alive all we can hope for is
when all is said and done more is done than said
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Only time will tell, and time is a sadistic asshole.
I can be described in 2 simple actions:
~DA-Ninjasjoin now! or I ninja you!
need help? just go to ~here-to-help
I made a fanclub!go join!~aeolus06-fanclub
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You were one of the few out of many to actually give a constructive and helpful comment. Thanks.
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"I usually double-dip the monkey, to ensure an even coat. Then I pretty much just roll him around on the canvas."
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~Reality was invented by people without imagination~
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