sparethehandusetherod.blogspot.com
Spare the Hand, Use the Rod: A New Start
http://sparethehandusetherod.blogspot.com/2015/05/a-new-start.html
Spare the Hand, Use the Rod. Friday, May 22, 2015. 8220;In the beginning it was all black and white”. I need clarity. And a new beginning. A clean slate. My past stands, but it’s time has gone. Now is now. Cheers to a brand new world. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Life is a spasm who flow. Watermark template. Powered by Blogger.
sparethehandusetherod.blogspot.com
Spare the Hand, Use the Rod: May 2015
http://sparethehandusetherod.blogspot.com/2015_05_01_archive.html
Spare the Hand, Use the Rod. Saturday, May 23, 2015. It's cold outside . The bed is warm. The covers wrap their soft edges all around me. What's your purpose today? Mine is to be happy and right now that's a warm bed and soft music. Friday, May 22, 2015. 8220;In the beginning it was all black and white”. I need clarity. And a new beginning. A clean slate. My past stands, but it’s time has gone. Now is now. Cheers to a brand new world. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile.
sparethehandusetherod.blogspot.com
Spare the Hand, Use the Rod: June 2015
http://sparethehandusetherod.blogspot.com/2015_06_01_archive.html
Spare the Hand, Use the Rod. Tuesday, June 2, 2015. My Little Black Dog. So words have not come easily. I disagree with what I said last about having dark places. They aren’t dark, only uncharted. I don’t know when it started, but sometimes it feels like it’s always been there. Some people call it a dark cloud, others a black dog. I just call it depression. Monday, June 1, 2015. 8220;Why should I even bother? What's the point, really? He thought for a moment. "Who says there has to be a point?
sparethehandusetherod.blogspot.com
Spare the Hand, Use the Rod: My Little Black Dog
http://sparethehandusetherod.blogspot.com/2015/06/my-little-black-dog.html
Spare the Hand, Use the Rod. Tuesday, June 2, 2015. My Little Black Dog. So words have not come easily. I disagree with what I said last about having dark places. They aren’t dark, only uncharted. I don’t know when it started, but sometimes it feels like it’s always been there. Some people call it a dark cloud, others a black dog. I just call it depression. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Life is a spasm who flow. My Little Black Dog. 8220;Why should I even bother?
sparethehandusetherod.blogspot.com
Spare the Hand, Use the Rod: About Me
http://sparethehandusetherod.blogspot.com/p/about-me.html
Spare the Hand, Use the Rod. Here's a few things that you probably would like to know about me and lots of things you never wanted to know:. 1 I'm a Mormon. Yes, it's true and I'm proud of it. I love being a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. I've been a Mormon all my life and couldn't imagine my life without it. 3 I've never kissed anyone (other than my mom, sisters, and grandmothers). 4 I'm embarrassed about #3. 8 I hope that no one ever reads this. January 4, 2013 at 8:57 PM.
sparethehandusetherod.blogspot.com
Spare the Hand, Use the Rod
http://sparethehandusetherod.blogspot.com/2015/06/why-should-i-even-botherwhats-point.html
Spare the Hand, Use the Rod. Monday, June 1, 2015. 8220;Why should I even bother? What's the point, really? He thought for a moment. "Who says there has to be a point? He asked. "Or a reason. Maybe it's just something you have to do. Sarah Dessen, Along for the Ride. I have so many secrets and dark places, but all will be told in its time. Cheers to new times and places. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Life is a spasm who flow. My Little Black Dog. Whats the point, rea.
sparethehandusetherod.blogspot.com
Spare the Hand, Use the Rod: Living with Purpose
http://sparethehandusetherod.blogspot.com/2015/05/living-with-purpose.html
Spare the Hand, Use the Rod. Saturday, May 23, 2015. It's cold outside . The bed is warm. The covers wrap their soft edges all around me. What's your purpose today? Mine is to be happy and right now that's a warm bed and soft music. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Life is a spasm who flow. Watermark template. Powered by Blogger.
