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learn
to learn is to grow is to gain in ways you can barely imagine, to become wise and worldly and accepting. I always strive to learn. Knowledge is the key to wisdom
salesman
I once worked retail...Definitely a difficult time in my life. I forced myself to be cheesy and pushy and a good little employee - for awhile. Then I started to realize that I was lying not only to others, but to myself.
husband
this is a fairy tale, this is a fairy tale, this is a fairy tale. I don't believe in the knight in shining armor. I believe that everyone is strong and worthy and wonderful and capable. This isn't a fairy tale, this is MY tale, and I write the story.
wall
staring at the wall is something I do often...there are pictures there, hidden dimensions you've never seen. Stories of people you've never met. Ideas you've never dreamed. Sometimes, it's alright to stare.
murder
Crows on my street gather and meet on the tops of telephone poles
systems
stars shining gleaming lovely infinite solar ever powerful luminescent the otherwordly ever changing most infinite of systems
features
Mine are balanced - though my left side of my face is more feminine than my right. It's strange, how features really make us unique - our freckles, the shape of our eyes, the way our smiles turn up at the corners. Our uniqueness in our features makes us all infinitely beautiful.
baby
I don't think I could ever be a mother...Who wants to lug a tiny person around in a backpack? You can't bring them traveling!
visitor
He came in the deepest, darkest night, though the planet Jupiter may have been out and about. I remember only on thing about him - his coat, glimmering like it was made outta thousands of scarab beetle shells. And I think it actually was ma