i like to throw words here. and there. sometime i spit them out and vomit all over the place.
i babble. but it’s from my heart…from my gut. i keep it real, yo. :)
i like snark.
i’m not religious. but i like crosses. churches and graveyards.
i have two babies. girls. not really babies. but..meh, they’re my babies.
i am sarcastic… but in a loving way…not that you’d be able to tell the difference.(maybe.)
i like people. i like animals , too.
i’m suspicious naturally… it’s how i function in the daily. I may be a bit jaded, but a lot curious. Mostly I’m curious about people. Places too..but people, mostly. oooh, people and all their emotions… it’s like poetry and art and music and dancing all at the same time. a little beautiful
I don’t like clubs. I don’t fit in. Even in the ‘misfits’ club… I won’t fit in. I wiggle too much to fit it.
i’m a ‘therapist’. i am underpaid for it. i like to look at the people in the self help area at the bookstore.
I don’t think for a half second that you actually care what i have to say or read this, even….
…and maybe you can get a chuckle or sigh or roll your eyes around here.