October 2011
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Oct 30th
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“Find yourself in the music you create, not just the music you listen to.”
– Joseph Getfield
Oct 30th
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Oct 25th
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let's hold hands and splash through puddles.
Oct 25th
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Oct 25th
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Oct 25th
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bloomtime.
thedustdancestoo: be yourself when the sun awakes; be beautiful.
Oct 21st
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Oct 21st
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When I was little, running down a hill was the epitome of living life on the edge. Feet pounding, heart racing, hair streaming, limbs flying; I laughed in the face of danger. I toyed with the possibilty of launching face first and falling, tumbling, head long to a sudden sure doom of bumps, bruises, skinned knees and shredded palms. The feeling of flight was worth the risk.
Oct 20th
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Oct 20th
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pain reminds us that this world is not our home.
Oct 20th
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I freaked out my classmate when I burst into song about him lending me a text book. Total New Girl style. I am also wearing pink pants.
Oct 18th
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WatchWatch
Made this for breakfast today. Best thing after goofing off on the track and in the gym.
Oct 17th
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Bought my senior recital dress! And you ask, at what fancy ball gown store did I buy the article of clothing solely created to capture the essence of the culmination of my four years as a music major? Goodwill ;)
Oct 17th
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Oct 17th
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ListenSome beats and jazz to read to.
Oct 17th
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Oct 16th
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Let’s grow old together- until even our wrinkles match.
Oct 16th
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like the fog.
I want to be like the fog. Thick. Engulfing. Pressing you on every side. Brushing over dew as we travel through the morning.
Oct 15th
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breath of life.
thedustdancestoo: the world was created by words, spoken. the universe, ignited by a poem exhaled.
Oct 14th
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Oct 12th
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My daughter will be raised a queen. From my grandmother she will learn caring. From my mother she will learn strength. From me she will learn independance. From history she will learn the value of intelligence. From the downtrodden she will learn service. From nature she will learn that true beauty grows within. From faith she will learn to laugh at the days to come. She will learn to love.
Oct 11th
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Oct 10th
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decade check.
Thrifted a pair of wide legged burgundy cords and a cream colored Ralph Lauren flannel. Took them to the register and realized that if I ever wore them together, I’d look like a character from That 70’s Show. Surprise halloween costume of fate? Yuup.
Oct 10th
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ListenI Don’t Worry, Bess Rogers
Oct 8th
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Oct 8th
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Eagle Rock Music Festival: with my twinn's crew. →
Here’s a bit of my neighborhood’s music fest from last Saturday, from the lens of Gavion Niere. Twinn, I love how we were at the same event, but had totally different experiences. (Still bummed that I didn’t get to see you, but it looks like you had a blast ;)
Oct 8th
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There’s something about singing praise songs with my face lifted and my eyes squeezed shut, feeling like no one else but God is listening. Then when I open my eyes, I’m blinded by the stage lights so bright I imagine I glimpse heaven. It’s magical.
Oct 8th
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happiness and joy are not the same.
Oct 8th
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Oct 5th
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