Chapter 1
I am not who everyone looks and sees! I am not a perfect image of model status. I am not a hysterical women of tears and screams. I am not mysterious and loathing sleaze. I am not a women of disgust or layered musts. My heart is lively full of sympathy, Relentless, my brain is functioning at the status of creativity. Experiential. I am blessed. I am opinionated and blunt. Don’t like it then bitch don’t talk to me. I am an outcast but they say the best come last. So I am the. ...Together we live this wonderful painful fucked up life. Raw. fantasize what could be to reach only half way across the ocean drowning in our feelings stressors depression disorders. Dressing like kings and queens but worrying about the generosity of selflessness. Selfishness leads to karma and thus leads to hysteria. The cycle starts again♥ Life Is a beautiful crazy messy mud puddle with rain pouring down around you!
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