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We all have stories, these are mine. I tell them with a heart full of love and through eyes of kindness.

God cannot alter the past,

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Pain Is Not Failure

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Duty over Love... For love

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A friend of mine has been working on this incredible animation for more than a decade. God bless the dedication.

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We hope To never really say goodbye.

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This is crazy, we've been split for two entire months

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The Weakness In Me – Joan Armatrading – Walk Under Ladders 1981

I'm not the sort of person who falls In and quickly out of love

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Intelligence is a poor measure of a quality human being. Humility is a far better metric.

Humility does not require intelligence. Though often those who are humble are of a higher mind than they realize. Conversely, the prideful commonly operate at a far lower mental level than they suppose.


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Thank you for coming here and walking through the garden of my mind. No day is as brilliant in its moment as it is gilded in memory. Embrace your experience and relish gorgeous recollection.

Into every life a little light will shine. Thank you for being my luminance in whatever capacity you may. Shine on, you brilliant souls!

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A drawer is very much like a mind.

Every drawer is both completely different and exactly the same. They’re filled with the detritus of life—things we need, but not constantly. These are objects we require just often enough to want them close by, yet some inevitably slip to the back, never to be seen again.

A closet, on the other hand, is little more than a doorway to a universe of black holes. We cast into it every unnecessary thing in our lives, with a vague hope that if we ever did need them again, we could just cast ourselves across the event horizon and spend countless ages looking for the lost thing. Our only tether to real space-time, a thin thread of love for family and friends.

Remember, though: the clock is always ticking in San Dimas.


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Thank you for coming here and walking through the garden of my mind. No day is as brilliant in its moment as it is gilded in memory. Embrace your experience and relish gorgeous recollection.

Into every life a little light will shine. Thank you for being my luminance in whatever capacity you may. Shine on, you brilliant souls!

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Love is A loaded gun

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