Chyna Quotes

God does not shout; He whispers, and in that whisper is the way." Chyna Shepard in "Intensity

...Chyna Shepherd, Untouched and Alive...

Chyna Shepherd, untouched and alive and able to pee.

Reiki is the best vibration for helping someone to relax well and deeply. Relaxation is key to human health and recovery because it initiates our natural and innate healing abilities. It is when we are truly relaxed that true healing can take place.

Once you let a muthafucka slide, they start figure skating.” –Source Unknown

I’m not unique, Chyna. The world is filled with the likes of me – most are just less free. You know where I think a lot of my type wind up?’ In spite of herself, she asked, ‘Where?’ ‘In politics.

Chyna Shepherd, untouched and alive.

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I’m not unique, Chyna. The world is filled with the likes of me—most are just less free. You know where I think a lot of my type wind up?” In spite of herself, she asked, “Where?” “In politics. Imagine having the power to start wars, Chyna. How gratifying that would be.

On the first of July, while Ariel sat on their blanket, gazing out at the sun-spangled water, Chyna tried to read a newspaper, but every story distressed her. War, rape, murder, robbery, politicians spewing hatred from all ends of the political spectrum. She read a movie review full of vicious ipse dixit criticism of the director and screenwriter, questioning their very right to create, and then turned to a woman columnist’s equally vitriolic attack on a novelist, none of it genuine criticism, merely venom, and she threw the paper in a trash can.

One of its most distinctive features was the ninety-six meters high and twelve thousand tons heavy sandstone dome that stood the test of time and wars until it came down during the bombing of Saxony by Anglo-American allied forces during the Second World War. Only the altar, a relief description of Jesus’ agony in the Garden of Gethsemane, and the chancel behind it survived. The church then lay dormant for more than forty-five years before it was restored to its former glory as Communist rule enveloped Germany. One of the reasons for the delay was the tensions that ensued before the demolition of the Berlin Wall that divided East and West Germany.

Every life led to a series of quiet epiphanies - or at least to opportunities for epiphanies - and Chyna was washed by a poignant new grief when she thought about this grim aspect of the Templeton family's interrupted journeys. The kindnesses they might have done for others. The love they might have given. The things they might have come to understand in their hearts.

«E perché te ne sei andata?». Chiuse gli occhi. Non voleva ammettere la verità. «Perché ho avuto paura». Tutta la sua sicurezza si sbriciolò a quell’ammissione. «Ma di cosa potresti aver paura tu? Non ti spaventa niente. Ti lanci in ogni situazione a testa alta, come se dovessi conquistare il mondo». «Lo pensi davvero?», chiese, sentendosi piccola piccola. «Ne sono convinto. A volte mi spaventi per come reagisci alle situazioni», le disse. «E a volte… vorrei essere un po’ più come te». «Cosa?», chiese con la fronte aggrottata. «Sì, Chyna. Quindi, di cosa hai avuto paura?».

I was named the number one suspect in the murder of Chyna. I’m guessing thy broke me out of the hospital because they assumed I was innocent, but I was as guilty as they come.

Chyna was my on-call chick when I needed a quick nut.

I think about Renee every day and how the cause of her death was unknown. I still have my own little personal investigation going on, because this shit wasn’t adding up. Chyna was a little sour when she found out I had gotten married.

I’ve been fucking with Chyna for a while now, and she never made a nigga feel like this. I started picking

to do with Renee’s death. Then it hit me. The earrings I saw in Chyna’s ears the last time I was over at her place, and the autopsy pictures that showed someone had ripped her earrings right from her

Chyna’s dumb ass messed up by trying to run Blaize over. How could she be so stupid to think that no one would see the plates?

Once I made it home, guilt ate my ass alive. Chyna wasn’t the best cook, so to see that she attempted to cook dinner wasn’t a pleasant surprise. “I

I want to ask her a thousand more questions. I want her to give me a blow-by-blow about her conversation with Chyna; I want to know everything. But then Flávia leans in and presses her lips to mine, and I don’t care about any of it anymore.

Dresden was built in the 11th century following Roman architectural patterns, but the main Baroque church was built in the early seventeen hundreds by George Bahr, who died before it could be completed. Earlier built as a Lutheran parish church, the structure had undergone years of remodeling before finally being baptized as a Protestant one. Many of the church’s features attested to that; for example the altar, pulpit and the baptismal font were built in the front so they could be in the view of the congregation.

What threw me off was when Camilla hooked off on the chick that was with Chyna. I didn't know the back story to that until we got in the car and she told me that was the chick that lied and had her arrested, and how she and Capri knew Chyna from when she worked at the bar.

My nigga or not, Chyna was about to get fucked up for messing with Murk.

Since leaving the club the night after I caught Murk with that bitch Chyna, we still hadn’t spoken about where we stood as a couple.

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I had cut her deep by playing games with her, but I didn’t want Kaizlyn no more. She was too boring for me. She was like having your food with no seasoning, as to Chyna who was fully seasoned. She was spicy and Kaizlyn was bland.

He kept his game face on but anybody that could have seen thru his tough demeanor could tell he was busting apart at the seams. Chyna had become his world and he would take out all of Chicago to find her."- Premium's thoughts