Writing is a form of therapy; sometimes I wonder how all those who do not write, compose or paint can manage to escape the madness, melancholia, the panic and fear which is inherent… Continue reading
Did I mention I was a rink rat for 2 years in 5th and 6th grade? Every Friday and Saturday night, you could find me at the White Rock Skate Center in Dallas,… Continue reading
“One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.” -Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums I am working on my first book. I write all the time in notebooks, but finally… Continue reading
**disclaimer. I posted this out of pure laziness and because mama’s too hungover to produce any quality material this morning, but…. Please share your Halloween pics and favorite costumes, etc! xo
Heyo! Can you guess what year this pic was taken? And which one I am? F yeah! It’s Friday!!!
I love this pic. Note to self: Next time I take a silhouette pic, don’t wear a loose sarong. It makes me look like a water buffalo.