” i just want to celebrate people’s stories.”
what it’s all about.
June 7, 2011 by michelle
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And, therefore, let the immeasurable come.
Let the unknowable touch the buckle of my spine.
Let the wind turn in the trees,
and the mystery hidden in the dirtswing through the air
fellow travelers
- element blog
- fellow female blues enthusiast
- he brings his dog to class
- he loves creation, and it is beautiful
- he saved my guitar once, we've been friends ever since
- he's a fan of jesus and hookah
- hendrix would be proud
- i am quite familiar with their couch
- i can relate
- i generally tend to feel happy in her presence.
- i had a crush on him once
- i like our conversations that never end
- i'll always remember my freshman RA
- just an all around nice guy
- my friend in Lithuania
- my friends are in the middle east
- my, what good taste in music you have.
- one day she'll realize we're pretty much the same age
- quiet strength
- see the world through her lens
- she has the most beautiful smile
- she likes words
- she swallowed the sparrow
- so we both like creed…what of it?
- still haven't had a class with you
- the author in progress
- the beak to bark girl
- the girl can write a tune or two
- the theologian with a little girl heart
- we have way too much fun together
- we should have been best friends 50 years ago
- we're making up for a late start.
- where the light is
- your hugs get me everytime
oh, the places you'll go
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