The key is a good meal
your mouth is a door and its lock your tongue
your stomach is its knob to be turned
Our motto here: "inspire other people to do the dishes"
or "a mind is a meal"
enough of this: a life supreme is love
do you know where love resides?
No, your gruesome groin of gash is blessed to only hint at love
To say it a bit differently:
He is the perfect mix to me of blues and folk and funk and feeling
and then I found myself a mother
knitting stuff with afternoons of sleepy mama waiting for me
but then again, there's only one captain on this boat
and on the other side untitled pride
until untitled lashes s t i l l morning gives us quiet time
another anthem for another 17 year-old girl
our reasons for staying
the book girl from anthropic boyfriends came and went through all this
thought I thought I could marry some
We knew they were all kits shipped few
I must say, “I know”
I know bread is life and wheat is stuff
He eats a lot of fruits and vegetables
Almost everyone eating all these foods will do fine
and survive
But remember I am trying to regulate the devil
Some women who don't ovulate collapse, may be their devil and it definitely is mine
My stomach and my needs are the devil
When the devil leaves, we feel more blessed and amazed with lives unexpected
How happy we are that there is
Lovely, heavenly Our minds for our lives
a trade
and gently and lovingly, a masterpiece I really have learned life loves life
That's why I went to the fabric store tonight in search of prints to make some new spring scarves
I just love this look and I also love toast (the catalog of bread to follow)
I get a lot emails about what I eat
and soon we'll be off to the kindergarten valentines day party!
Tonight as I lay in my misery I will be thinking a lot about that penny and just how lonely I'd be if I hadn't found it I remember, too. That was really funny.
I hope it gets warm again real soon
I can't wait to go to the park and eat all the rabbits with fresh cut grass in their bellies