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Bleach?! Hell No!! Cut the leaves off when putting the stem into water, you’ve eliminated the bacteria factor! Sugar water and daily changing! Don’t be ruin the arrangements/ flowers by adding BLEACH!
Poem name: Midnight Blue [Stanza] I don’t wanna die, but I don’t wanna live, but I do I don’t wanna fly, but I don’t wanna land either, but I do too I don’t know what it is whether it be the raging at nothing from Coke or whether it be the crying in my room for another chance to fly with the eagles and touch heaven again. I just don’t know and I’m afraid that someday I won’t even know myself anymore I’m afraid that one day every Bible verse I read like psalms, Corinthians, or Romans will one day fly my mind and escape out the door where all of the bygones may lay. I’m afraid that one day I will forget you and forget myself too [Stanza 2] There’s a wall with a man inside Aiden, Valentino, Acilia, Alice, Divine and I, all try to break the wall to figure out who this strange ethereal man is. The fireflies are crying as they’re trying harder and harder to forget it all Los Angeles is crying as he’s dying Meanwhile Aiden, Valentino, Acilia, Divine and I break the wall Only to realize that that man is me [Stanza 3] Everything that my rage sees is red Like the red wine, red Mercedes, and cherry lime that I cherish with all my heart Deep down I’m still that little boy that I used to be; sweet to the core but dull on the surface It’s just that now, the sun rises and covers it with a heavier blue that mankind has not ever put their hands on yet [Verse 4] Valentino, please, stand me on my tippy toes as the night covers up the woes Seal the sealed bruises even more and cherish them with pink bows Because as time and time goes on I realize I can’t do everything with one fist and will eventually have to use more fists To the crows, please don’t add me to your list of darkness Let the doves shine me so bright, ethereally, and angelically Let me be free, let me be a passion As I am a brother of two, a son of two, and a friend to who As I travel back to the heavens, I say farewell to my woes and breathe in the midnight blue
Two/three day old white bread works wonders, be gentle and work slowly in small circles, it gets crumbly so either take the painting outside or put a sheet under to catch the crumbs ... this method won't harm the painting and is cheap
I tried so I apologize if this is badxd Secrets’ that were untold never thought it would be told. Holding your hand with a gentle little squeeze though you were holding another hand that was never mine I kept it slow, slowly but surely wasting my time. I thought and thought every little day that passed by. Each time when I remember that day, it brings back the memories that we both made. We met once again after years of remaining on this earth because I felt the one to blame. I said my words to you, reaching for your forgiveness. You already know that I left you with no remorse. You're too kind to this world. So why do I still feel ashamed to this day?
my mind cant except no spindel!!! orifice? i just bought one of these. looks awesome. i was going to woodturn it a spindel because i thought it was missing! :D now all i have to do is, have a go!!! :) i think ill start with string. i dont fancing trying to hand roll the bit you tie onto the bobbin so we will cheat until the beast ascertains flow! :D wish me luck,
