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» Posted By Deb On 10.03.2017 @ 4:40 pm
First time on this site. I love it!! I’ll be back!
» Posted By Deb On 02.17.2016 @ 12:45 pm
Gears. Gears turning. Black. A chain wrapped around the gears. Gears turning in my head. I’m thinking about gears. I’m thinking about learning to ride my bike and hitting a fence. I came down the hill and turned up into my driveway where there was a wood fence. I couldn’t stop. I drove right into the fence and flew over the top of it.
» Posted By Deb On 02.17.2016 @ 12:44 pm
Everyone and everything is working together seamlessly. Communication is open and honest and frequent. Integrated systems work best with periodic review and commitment to its success.
» Posted By Deb On 01.19.2015 @ 7:36 am
I will soar as I learn to read. Higher and higher as I learn more science and math and social studies. Watch me soar into the future!
» Posted By Deb On 01.09.2015 @ 6:25 pm
I will soar as I learn to read. Higher and higher as I learn more science and math and social studies. Watch me soar.
» Posted By Deb On 01.09.2015 @ 6:24 pm
He who weaves colourful, imaginary aspects to life, enjoys it the most!
» Posted By Deb On 12.14.2014 @ 8:44 am
Life is getting continuously outsourced to technology, as a result we are thinking less and doing more. Compromising our ability of logical thinking…
» Posted By deb On 12.05.2014 @ 2:12 am
I am attuned to your empathy. I am empathetic. Oh this isn’t working out. I can’t write! Ok, so we’re both empathetic. Empathetic people are attuned to one another. This is the worst piece of writing I’ve ever created! I’m not attuned to my creativity!
» Posted By Deb On 10.18.2014 @ 4:50 am
Why did I have to see this word? My husband’s goofy niece is named Grace, and she’s everything but. She’s an immature flake who has absolutely no social GRACES. She doesn’t match her name.
» Posted By Deb On 09.20.2014 @ 6:42 am
UGH. She slammed the door and threw herself on her bed. She kicked her feet up and down and made deep indentations on her beleaguered mattress. No carbs. No sugar. How is she supposed to deal with these cravings?! Don’t these diet experts understand what it means to be addicted?!
» Posted By Deb On 09.14.2014 @ 5:08 am
MIRACULOUS I look at the cat and think that each mark on each hair forms such a miraculous pattern, that they know how and when to form stripes and then I brush backward to see the smokey undercoat, with no stripes. If God can create this, then everything is perfection. And no power but God could create this.
» Posted By Deb On 05.04.2014 @ 12:43 pm
I can be an analytical person. I like to know how things work, so I dig deeper and ask questions….sometimes I ask a lot of questions! So, being analytical helps me see whats going on.
» Posted By Deb On 04.12.2014 @ 2:26 pm
A very handsome will attract the attention of women who catch his eye.
» Posted By Deb On 03.08.2014 @ 8:32 pm
I have great affection for my class.
» Posted By Deb On 10.23.2013 @ 3:56 pm
I was so imtimidated about being asked to speak infront of the group, that I was tempted to flee the room before I broke out in hives from anxiety and fright.
» Posted By Deb On 10.21.2013 @ 12:14 pm
I love God, he is myc reator, my salvation, my Alpha and Omega. I fear him, I fear his wrath, his disappointment, his massiveness. I want to please him but I find it daunting to imagine being able to please him properly.
» Posted By deb On 07.01.2013 @ 12:32 pm
I always sang you the same lullaby Goodnight Joey, Sleep tight Joey, The God above is a God of Love little boy, sleep in peace, it is still my prayer for you when I awake in the middle of the night with thoughts of you, so far away yet so close to my sweet dreams.
» Posted By Deb On 05.19.2013 @ 6:35 pm
I have the sexiest jacket. It goes to my knees. It’s made out of navy twill, with big black buttons. It has a tie that accentuates the waist and breasts all in one simple knot.
» Posted By Deb On 04.08.2013 @ 12:49 pm
one word a day, is that the same as one something else a day. one bagel a day would be good, but two bagels a day would be even better. bagel rhymes with kagel and that’s about it. but i suppose there are more clever people that i who can find a rhyme. i don’t mind though as i am just about to go and eat my tea.
» Posted By Deb On 04.03.2013 @ 11:47 am
I like bagels, especially when they are the cinnamon and raisin type, but they are apparently very fattening in Weight watchers. I can eat them “raw” without being warm, but some people frown on that. I don’t really like the onion ones or the plain ones but will eat if necessary. I like real bagels, from America but the ones we can buy here at a push.
» Posted By Deb On 04.03.2013 @ 11:40 am
i am having a hard time just writing and not thinking about the word think! what in the world can I write about the word think. I spend a lot of time thinking each night before I fall asleep. I think about what I will do tomorrow and try to put a to do list together in my brain. I like to think about how my day will go, so that I can be as prepared as I possibly be for the day ahead.
» Posted By Deb On 02.05.2013 @ 2:01 pm
Sure, things are not always as we wish for them to be, but sure as shit we are alive in this moment and striving to feel that life. To be present. To be sure of our own existence.
» Posted By deb On 12.31.2012 @ 8:39 am
sure i have been lazy, lonely even. sure i isolate myself. often. sure this cursor on my new laptop is broken and makes me mess up sentences before completion. or sure, it could be operator error.
» Posted By deb On 12.31.2012 @ 8:37 am
I must finish this soon. what happens to it once it is done I have no idea. Is this breaking board policy it could be. I must load chritkian some lunch money onhis account. my this takes a lon time to type. I fyou type slower you would not even get a sentence done
» Posted By Deb On 11.26.2012 @ 10:46 am
The portal to the unexpected a vestibule of possibilities yet move through without exit and you may find yourself trapped in a wonderland of wanderlust never to exit again, but the doors are
» Posted By Deb On 10.18.2012 @ 2:40 am
walking in my house is the best feeling I love walking in the front door! home sweet home!!!
» Posted By deb On 10.17.2012 @ 5:34 pm
If it were or were not if it is or is not is there a difference? Shall I believe? Can I choose to believe if I do not believe? Had I been able to believe, would it be possible then? Is it still? I have to believe it is but fear it is not…
» Posted By Deb On 10.07.2012 @ 9:41 am
it’s not something I ask for all that often, but something I think I am in dire need of and I don’t know how to ask for it. Afraid of seeming weak or inept, how do you say it’s ok to need some help from time to time?
» Posted By deb On 09.26.2012 @ 1:37 pm
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We walked down the road together, kicking stones and looking behind at our dust. We were leaving a place that held both good and bad memories, wanting to forget all of it and begin the next chapter.
» Posted By Deb On 09.18.2012 @ 8:11 am