Everybody hides something from their friends. I just so happen to shelter my mind.
I begin where I want, I end where I want.
This blog is not meant to be chronological in any way. Things are mixed up in life, why not continue with the theme and mix things up here too?
Monday, May 2, 2011
She really is beautiful.
The little girl inside. The one with a sharp mind and a fierce tongue.
Glorious wit and whimsical imagination was thrown out to make room for puberty and a life of confusion.
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