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And it feels like. November 8, 2014. Honesty is the closest you get to hurting. Without feeling meaningless and hollow. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out.
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rain me thoughts.rain me words.: February 2011
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Sunday, February 27, 2011. 7 days in Bohol. 5 days of which spent most in the training (as was the purpose of the trip) and 2 days were spent in tour. it was really nice since I've been wanting to go to Bohol and finally, I went. What I loved about the trip:. 3 TARSIER - cute little creatures found only in specific locations in the island. They're amazing vulnerable creatures. I really wish I can take one home but that's quite impossible. Good thing a lot of stuffed animals ala tarsier are av...So there ...
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rain me thoughts.rain me words.: March 2009
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Monday, March 30, 2009. Links to this post. Saturday, March 21, 2009. Sleep has not been my friend lately. Every manifestation of sleep is within my reach. Within the length of my limbs. Yet it aches to see my desperation to do so. it aches to realize how the possibility of dreaming would mean being lost and eventually dying in the midst of the happiest of dreams. . Links to this post. The fearful thought of leaving and starting over. Even more imposing than expected, than attempted? Its annoying at time...
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Shelter | And it feels like
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And it feels like. October 30, 2014. Tell me this isn’t some kind of sick joke. That will hit me right in the head. When the laughter dies down. Tell me you aren’t here to play me. Like some toy you’ll eventually tear apart. Once I lose my mirth. If not, who else will I call home? Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. Follow Blog via Email.
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Ocean | And it feels like
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And it feels like. April 5, 2015. Many times in my life,. I have plunged and drowned,. But the ocean in the middel. Holds a great promise that. No matter how deep I journey,. I will still breathe. One thought on “ Ocean. November 27, 2015 at 2:18 pm. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email. Follow Blog via Email.
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Breathe | And it feels like
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And it feels like. April 8, 2015. I want to fill the spaces. That I am what you breathe. 3 thoughts on “ Breathe. Tokoni O. Uti. April 8, 2015 at 6:36 am. Sweet, romantic, sensual, beautiful. Me like! April 8, 2015 at 6:39 am. Tokoni O. Uti. April 8, 2015 at 6:40 am. Hey i hope you don’t mind but i’d like to invite you to my blog at http:/ www.insanitybeautiful.wordpress.com. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Follow Blog via Email.
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May, the first of. | And it feels like
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And it feels like. May, the first of. May 1, 2013. Here comes the almost end of the middle, with its proud walk in spades. Wed to the sun, caught in rain, trapped between breeze and flame. The season of androgyny, of ardor, the certainty of change. Puts the fleet and simple follies of our human hearts to shame. Where afternoons are scorned by the crimson tides of heaven. Looking down on us all, breathing its burning gale. Where evening whispers along the pitter patter and masquerades. Notify me of new co...
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And it feels like. November 1, 2014. Waiting at the end. That is, if you make it out alive. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email.
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