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R E N T A L.
Grace Ke

i've been places, and i've done things. some i'm proud of, some i wish could be undone. but all things work together for the good of those who love Him and are called according to His will (Romans 8:28) and i know He's takin' me places.

Tagboard.




been there, done that

qershor 2007
korrik 2007
gusht 2007
shtator 2007
tetor 2007
nëntor 2007
dhjetor 2007
janar 2008
shkurt 2008
mars 2008
prill 2008
maj 2008
qershor 2008
korrik 2008
gusht 2008
shtator 2008
tetor 2008
nëntor 2008
dhjetor 2008
janar 2009
shkurt 2009
mars 2009
prill 2009
maj 2009
qershor 2009
korrik 2009
gusht 2009
shtator 2009

Credits.

Designer:SB-Desire
Basecodes: Missyan.
Host:Photobucket/Tinypic

e hënë, 29 dhjetor 2008

"EPIC"

oh, pardon me love, it's jet lag
i cannot connect my intellect
the air is choking, ego filled
life lived on edge, rules in peril
can't think, can't breathe, can't comprehend
the ruthless jags of words demand
all pride and scorn to put beneath
the swords of chivalry been sheathed
no, nothing now is making sense
all virtue slain by ignorance
by value, all things said and done
have once again been overrun
oh me, oh my, i've jumped the page
these obstacles, obese, opaque
forgive these thoughts, run wild, wild child
but the words you speak are infantile
i bid thee, sir, farewell, shoo fly
snap! these feelings flutter-by.












the rest of the pictures from nov-dec 8 refuse to be loaded. will try again when i'm more in the, uh, zone? hahah okay bye.


Grace ♥ 1:36 p.d.