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Don't judge me for the things I say, for I am no better than you. I live my life and I'm trying to figure it all out through words and songs and dances.
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- I think of you in colors that don't exist.
- I'm tired of feeling like I have to change in orde...
- Photographs and memories
- This is what someone put in response to the pictur...
- Mohandas Gandhi
- I've realized throughout the years that the tears ...
- "I'm fine. I'm just not happy." --House
- Love recklessly and be prepared to pick up the pie...
- "And all the while, I feel I'm standing in the mid...
- New York Times journalists in Libya
- Hepburn
- I want to go back to this night......=(
- People say love is a choice and for a while I didn...
- Later on the sun began to fadeAnd the clouds rolle...
- Today went from being what I thought would be a ve...
- Sometimes you can't write how you feel. Because wo...
- Regrets?
- Ok I just cried...not good. I guess I'll write mor...
- NYC
- Sorry for the language
- I like this....a lot.
- Sense and Sensibility
- “After a while you learn the subtle difference bet...
- I wish my grandfather loved me as much as I love him.
- There is something so beautiful about flaws. Physi...
- I need a change of scenery, spending all day in Ne...
- Love.love.love. haha
- Today, today,today. So I've discovered something e...
- I have work in 27 minutes, but I just have somethi...
- Moving on
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- Nicole Magloire
- I'm hard to explain, I can't try and tell you who I am because I'm still not quite sure yet, maybe this blog will help me figure things out....Thank God for grace.
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