When I die… [Part II]
March 15, 2013 § 31 Comments
“Her heart was too much zest.
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“Her heart was too much zest.” I like this! Very nice.
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I love this picture. & what you wrote is perfectly said:)
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Love this so much…as a fellow ginger, may I reblog?
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ha ha always
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xxo
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Touchy ..I like it …
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Nothing wrong with a ginger. As one too, I recommend reading “The Roots of Desire: The Myth, Meaning and Sexual Power of Red Hair” by Marion Roach. http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/825683.The_Roots_of_Desire?auto_login_attempted=true
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awesome thanks I will
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Or maybe the world will get infected… 🙂 xo
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Deep
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beautiful …
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Those words are so beautifully penned.
Best regards
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I hope they say that I was a bitter old man to the end.
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Coco, you always find the best pictures to accompany your beautiful writing.
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Love it!
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The painting is just awesome Coco !!
Did you drew it by yourself??
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very cool.. including the artwork.
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Awesome picture.
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Where did the picture come from? Gorgeous. And that’s quite the ambition.
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The picture is beautiful
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Reblogged this on CopperLeaf Treasures and commented:
Love this and had to share with you, my readers!
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Is this your own artwork? It’s fabulous!
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This is very fiery and wild, the girl is so beautiful. Fits together well.
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I am so glad myself that she spilled it out all over the pages of this blog for all the world to feel. 🙂
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wow you kinda said it perfectly
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Its so intense. amazing!
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Awesome!!!!!!!
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Seems to fit just fine right where you’ve placed it.
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I try not to think about what people will say when I die. I prefer Billie Holiday’s stance: “Please don’t talk about me when I’m gone.” I don’t have faith there will be anyone left who cares enough – or who I cared for enough.
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Lovely work, sorry I missed it I just got a new feed reader hopefully I won’t miss what people post anymore!
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Wow.
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