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Life

It’s so precious, and then it’s gone. And again, and again. And there’s no getting it back, the near misses and the close calls, are just to show how precious it is, while others don’t get that chance.
We love you, both of you, even If you didn’t really know each other, our family loves you both.

On a misty morning, a bird sits in a tree

Unclear of where to go

Not sure where it came from

Alone, solitary,

The trees around bare as a bone,

And the sound of sirens in the distance

How can one not feel down and
dreary?

But droplets of water on a spider web,

The glistening of the bud of a flower,

And the hopeful sun on this silent,

Golden morning

How can one not see the beauty of this silent moment?

i dont understand people on facebook

Im honestly glad i can’t access it anymore, the egos and narrow-mindedness just astounds me. 
how can someone demand that you take a photo of them down, because they think they look bad?
im not some mean horrible person who wishes to make your life a living hell, and make everyone thats your friend on facebook think you’re ugly. dont all the people who are your friends know you?

i didnt put them up for you to insult yourself with, and command i take half of them down, i put them up so that other people in them can see them, so i can share what a good time was had, and why the photos were taken.

so, no more facebook for me, its tumblr or photobucket.  

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