I just saw this for the first time.
Wow.
Honest, emotional, deep, heart-felt journaling here.
Took a lot of courage to share what you poured on to this LO.
Thanks for sharing.
Wow I am glad I came to look at your gallery. This lo is so intriguing. Way to put yourself out there, ditto on the other comments, but also I hope you do get to know the feeling of having a baby of your own to reach for you. There truly is nothing like it.
What can I say? Everyone has said anything I could have said, excpet, that I'm just about Speechless! GREAT JOB, all the way around! And your photo is stunningly beautfil! Love your journaling...everything goes so well together, like a cooling autumn day, when the leaves begin to fall...and you know that your Summer is over...and that isn't all...
God bless you!
WOW! Beautiful and touching. It's nice to get to learn something about you, even if it is what you're afraid of. I really love this. Going into my faves!
WOW, profound is right! I currently have and have gotten over a few of the same fears! I just love your honesty and that pic of you is great! Love the embellishments...the flowers and the stamped clock. Awesome job!
Wow- this is really amazing. Your journalling is inspired- honest, cathartic, and deeply touching. And the colors you chose are thoughtful and sincere. This is a great layout- nice job!
BEAUTIFUL...PROFOUND...TOUGH TO READ...TOUCHING...TRUTHFUL.
BEAUTIFUL LYRICS TO THE SONGS...GREAT WRITER THERE.
YOUR JOURNALING LEAVES THE VIEWER SPEECHLESS.
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YOUR LO IS BEAUTIFUL, YOUR CHOICE OF COLORS SO FITS THE TOPIC AND YOUR WORDS, YOUR PICTURE IS BEAUTIFUL, LOVE, LOVE THE WAY YOU DID THE WRITING, THE DOODLING, FLOWERS, AND THE CLOCK. AMAZING...KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK. YOU ARE VERY TALENTED.
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I thought this was going to be a hard lo to do, but the words just started flowing out. It was nice tio share my thoughts and fears! Thanks for looking!
Song Lyrics- Just Like a Landslide If there was ever a time, I needed a friend, then make it this time, right now. If there was ever a place, I needed a hand, then make it this place somehow. This world keeps on aging, and I keep on changing, though I said I never would. This book and it's pages, all these words have made us do what we can when we should. it's a likely ol story, told by like sages, who weave their tails like a vine. And empty their bottles and rustle thier garbage and end up with vinegar not wine. This world keeps on turning, like a big cigar burning, it makes my eyes float on my tears. I can't see her future, though covered in tincture as she rotates from bedsores to fears. Oh, it's like a landslie, rolling like waves on our shore and our brothers will die, and for what reason not sure. Copyright Blair Combest Kidney Stone Productions ASCAP
Journaling:I am afraid of war and sharks. I am afraid to have children because of how the world is. I am terrified of germs. I am scared of never going back to school to get my masters. I am scared of never knowing what it is like to have a baby reach for me. I am scared of losing my parents and loved ones. I am scared of people's non compassion for each other. I am afraid to let people in, but sad that I do not have many friends. I am petrified of getting old, because that means so does everyone else.
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