Posts Tagged ‘Hearts’
Hey Biggie Biggie Biggie can’t you P
We received a big package by Big Dope P to drop anything of it we want to drop. We lost some parts of our hearts at Dope months ago, he didn’t need to ask twice. After unpacking the gift in my Delorean on the green parking space in front of my thirty-storied office building I detected - cuz I am Sherlock - that we already dropped 5 of the 7 free files on our bigdope-blog. Because you gotta complete your fanbook of P we kick the Moveltraxx-Mix of BEP BDP for recent fall, plus a nju remiks f
Support the Samoan and Tongan people
We are all mourning those who were tragically killed in Samoa and Tonga by Wednesday’s tsunami. The disaster has touched so many families in Samoa and Tonga and in the communities here. Why do we all feel it so deeply? The answer lies within our hearts. The Kiwi Pasifika communities are more and more shaping our national identity. Whether we be Palangi, Maori or Pakifika people – and whether we live in Auckland, Apia or Nuku’alofa – we are part of a common family. We all weep together. The G
Warm up your Home Decor with luxurious Shag Rugs
Many people around the world engage themselves in designing their homes on their own as well as hire interior designers for the same purpose. In their attempt of decorating their home, people buy different things that will add up to the whole process of beautification. There are many such things available in the market that will spruce up your home decor. A home is dear and close to the hearts of all members who live in it. Also everyone desires to live in, although not a palace, but, a place t
Stephanie Gertler: The Miracle of Jaycee Dugard
I remember the days when my children were small and my greatest fear was losing them. We've all had those moments as we stand on the supermarket checkout line with our child beside us, admonishing them distractedly as they pull down candies from the shelves. We turn around, prepared to take the child's hand and leave, and our child isn't there. The panic ripples through our bodies, lips parch, hearts pound, we grow weak with fear. We scream our child's name in a voice so primal, it isn't our ow