Contrary to popular belief:
I'm complicated.
What it is one time PAC DIV.
My mind is a blood red brick house on Stone street
with thousands of rooms; blue mirrors,
the auroma of marajuana and music.
Cacoethes Scribendi. Get it tattooed on my wrist.
New Orleans native. My accent proves it all.
I am finally beggining to accept the fact that I am meant to be alone.
I am forever in the cycle of change.
I tend to treat serious situations like how I treat strangers.
I'm a starving writer and a dying phtographer.
No one will ever comprehend or understand.
When I die I want Bob Marley playing at my gravesite.
I am the rose that grew from concrete.
If you are fortunate enough to have me as your lawful wedded wife , I will cook like this for you everyday .
BTW It's OJ , hasbrowns , Steak, canadian bacon and salad for brunch .
And I'm From New Orleans as you know so you
know I know how to throw down in the kitchen :)
I ate all that food too .
So if your nice to me ,
I'll make you something :)
