I love her.
I am a her. 
If life were like were a tree. She and my friend Munta would  be my roots because they keep this life or illusion sane enough too live in.
The biggest sin I've ever committed that I can recall was leaving them. They're my family. 
The most haunting thing in my life  was letting my little girl sing with the angels. She may  happy but she was only six. She died of a brain aneurysm. 

Unlike my parents I have three jobs. None of which I work in the office for. I'm a manager of a dancer who lives an ocean away. And a musician. And I make bank, but I'm not aloud to open none of it until I'm 16...great. 

And another thing unlike most people that are my age I trust almost no one. So I do most stuff on my own.

Long live the Ray of light in the dark and Phoenix in the rose.