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"Where Bleeding Hearts Shrivel and Swing to the Right"
About Me
- Ms. Poshlust
- "There is only this for consolation: an hour, here or there, when our lives seem, against all odds and expectations, to burst open and give us everything we've ever imagined." - Virginia Wolfe
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- Like A Body to the East River.
- Chuckle I say..
- Maybe a Movie you say?
- I wish I was Faye Dunaway..
- Why yes, that is a Poshlust Painting in the backgr...
- Boxing Bliss
- Christmas Part Three - Pass the Christmas Kleenex
- Christmas Part Two - Dear Christmas Tree.. I'm sorry.
- Christmas Part One - Seriously, 5 HOURS per pound.
- Yum..
- The Best Way to End the Shortest Day
- Funny Things Heard at Vegetarian Winter Solstice P...
- Believe it or Not..
- The First Official Day of Winter
- Over There..
- Oh yes.. Noel Nog.
- Son of a Biscuit..
- Home.
- Cabbage Much Maligned
- So Elvira and I might be related..
- Car Karma Sucks
- Blonde via Russia
- Signs it's Going to be a Strange Day..
- Which Way South?
- My Many Hats..
- 'Cause Baby, it's Cold Outside!
- Good Morning Canada..
- Do my ears decieve me..
- 'Tis the Season
- Unemployed Bliss
- Nothing But Bluebirds..
- All I've got is time..
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1 comment:
After reading the title of the post, I almost said I wish I was Hemingway, then I remembered "he died as a result of a self-inflicted shotgun blast to the head", so I prefer to be myself again! anyway, it is a very nice photo.
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