I suppose I am either a catalyst or a catastrophe. I haven't quite figured out which one I am...or which one I would rather be. Although, some days I don't think I have have any say in the matter.
I am extremely sarcastic...some of it intentional, OK, well, most of it intentional. I have been known to be a bitch...and while that is a title that is hard-earned...only a few people actually get away with calling me one and living to tell about it. I am a single mother of two fantastic boys - and newly divorced. Thank God.
I have little patience for stupid people...for women who play ditzy, and ignorant people and attention whores.
This blog...this little http address, is my place to scream. To scream and cry and rant and rave. A place to be real, perhaps the one place I truly can be. This is my place to scream "Fuck you" and whisper, "I'm sorry." This is where my demons come to haunt and my angels come to sing. A place I can be silly, spell things wrong, post meaningless jokes, or nothing at all for as long as I want. This is my place to talk about my faith, my life, my family, my friends, my beliefs, my books, my music, my everythings. And it's a place that I don't have to be polite if I don't want to be, I don't have to socially, politically, or anything else correct. I can be hypocritical. I can be a bitch. I don't have to apologize. I don't have to be fake. I don't know what I would be doing if I weren't doing this. I don't know how much I could take..if I couldn't unload here when I needed to.
But above all this - I am a combination of verbs, adjectives, and cliches. Read this blog at your own risk.
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