"You do not have a soul. You are a soul. You have a body"
22. Wife. Momma. Faulty Human Being.
I believe in sarcasm and sexual innuendos.
I'm indecisive and thoroughly over think everything, which will 100% come out in my writing.
Like most people, I'm (slowly) learning to be okay with who I am.
I can't think of any thing cool to end this with so, yeah. Later.
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Now or Never
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