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June 05, 2016
Freckles
When I was ten, a boy in my fifth grade class told me that if you were to scratch off a freckle, you would bleed to death. He convinced me that there was absolutely no way to stop the bleeding an...
Book Description
I’m twenty-three.
I got married when I was nineteen to a guy I’ve been best friends with since I was fourteen. We’re young and still trying to figure out how to live and love without losing everything along the way.
I have four cats and a dog. What does that have to do with anything? Nothing really, other than the fact that I love them.
I write poetry every now and then, but, then again, who doesn’t these days?
I fight hard, but I love hard. I don’t feel anything lukewarm. It’s black or white.
This is me and this is my life.
