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"you were once wild here, don't let them tame you."
- isadora duncan
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- isadora duncan
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Touched down in the land of the delta blues
in the middle of the pouring rain.
13 November 2009 @ 02:57 pm
OH MY GOD THIS IS SO AMAZING.
Unless you are in EMS you probably wont get it's epicness.
28 October 2009 @ 10:46 pm
23 June 2009 @ 12:46 am
8 reasons to start
loving your body today
loving your body today
life is short; why spend it bashing your body? If you need help jump-starting your self-acceptance, just read our list of reasons to embrace
yourself-from head to toe.
yourself-from head to toe.
1. BECAUSE it's unique; no one else has the same one
2. BECAUSE it's capable of extraordinary feats, enabling you to run, climb, jump, lift, squat, snuggle, and spoon.
3. BECAUSE no matter how badly you treat it, it's willing to give you another chance.
4. BECAUSE it's expressive, telling you how it feels (pay attention!) and broadcasting to others how you feel about it.
5. BECAUSE, let's face it, condifence is pretty sexy.
6. BECAUSE your daughter must learn to love hers
7. BECAUSE somebody out there (or may somebodies!) admires, covets, and adores it.
8. BECAUSE you'll regret not loving it more later
thank you shape magazne.
thank you.
21 July 2008 @ 10:58 pm
I'm like nothing you've ever seen or heard of before and I'm something you'll never fucking forget.
10 July 2008 @ 08:54 pm
.Friends only.
I'm a work in progress
photographer . artist . equestrian . runner . cyclist . lover . heart breaker . competitor . winner . health freak .
Sometimes I look and I can't imagine what I'd do without him.
He's not immortal and I can see age start to take it's toll.
Cruel in it's silence creeping into our lives.
In thirty years I'll be rounding forty nine and he'll be gone. I can't imagine those times. Lines on my face, wisdom behind my eyes, my skin tan and scarred from years of living. Maybe I'll have offspring by then. A husband who will cherish my touch. Will he share my fatal desire for adventure?
In thirty years the best teacher in my life will be gone.