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Posts tagged “as time goes by

What was it….

How did I get here?  

Was it the way she crossed her legs, the turn of her ankle?

What are these elusive and ephermal things that ignite passion in the human heart?

That’s an age old question and perfect food for thought ~ M. Sage
the turn of her ankle


She was fluent….

in flirting.
toe tap


All human beings have 3 lives….

public, private and personal ~ G Marquez


Your Saturday Morning PinUp….

1935

 

 


World War II Pistol Packing Mamas….

 

 


Women of the woods….

I always dreamed of becoming a lumberjack, but I couldn’t hack it.


Zero to Sixty in 3….2….1


No, this is not my boyfriend’s computer….


It was no accident….

and suddenly it made sense and was no longer complicated.

There was a purpose and a reason for everyone she met.

The ordinary became the extraordinary by being with the right people.

She had known it all along.


And as the hours pass by….

and the hours turn into days and the days to years, I realized everything is ending.

Time will eventually run out, but not yet.

   


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