Do not stand at my grave and weep; I am not there. I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow; I am diamond glints of snow; I am sunlight on ripened grain; I am gentle autumn's rain. When you awaken in the morning's hush; I am the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds encircled flight I am the soft star that shines at night Do not stand at my grave and cry; I am not there, I did not die
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In spite of everything I shall rise again; I will take up my pencil, which I have forsaken in my great discouragement, and I will go on with my drawing. -Vincent Van Gogh
1. Post these rules
2. Each person tagged must post 8 random (hopefully interesting) facts about themselves
3. Tags should write a journal of these facts
4. At the end of the post 8 more bloggers are tagged and named
5. Go to their page and leave a comment telling them that they're tagged
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525,600 minutes... how do you measure a year in the life?
holaaaa Jaimee!! como estas! hey sabes que vivo con tu super amiwito Dani tintin! jeje mira pues con kien vine a morir aki lejos con un amigo tuioo!! XD
-- "Why do you murmer? why do you dread the calm symmetry of death? is there no sucour to be drawn from oblivion? the pattern must be complete, birth is but the first preporation for death."
Devious Comments
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In spite of everything I shall rise again; I will take up my pencil, which I have forsaken in my great discouragement, and I will go on with my drawing. -Vincent Van Gogh
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This is the art of Ruin...
[link] - my gallery
jajaja te acordas jojojo
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"Strike the wind and Make it Bleed...[kill]"
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We work n the dark..
We do what we can
We give what we have
Our doubt is our passion and our passion is our task
The rest is the madness of art
The rules:
1. Post these rules
2. Each person tagged must post 8 random (hopefully interesting) facts about themselves
3. Tags should write a journal of these facts
4. At the end of the post 8 more bloggers are tagged and named
5. Go to their page and leave a comment telling them that they're tagged
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525,600 minutes... how do you measure a year in the life?
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/*BoDy ShoULD noT Be AllOWeD to Be The WeaKnEsS Of mInD*/
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besos! Se te quiere !
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"Strike the wind and Make it Bleed...[kill]"
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welcome to my bring-ur-candys-and-dont-forget-ur-knife party
[link]
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"Strike the wind and Make it Bleed...[kill]"
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[ b ö h m i s c h ]
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"Strike the wind and Make it Bleed...[kill]"
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"Strike the wind and Make it Bleed...[kill]"
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"Why do you murmer? why do you dread the calm symmetry of death? is there no sucour to be drawn from oblivion? the pattern must be complete, birth is but the first preporation for death."
I like you... i'll kill you last
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Igual que ayer hoy llueve tristeza como estrella fugaz...
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