The scariest moment of my life (for once not an exaggeration) and why I am the worst person to be around when shiz goes down

  Guns don’t always scare me. I’ve shot them from time to time, and I’ve actually enjoyed it. I am from Texas  after all. I do however, have an extremely deep seated fear of being shot with one, despite the fact that  (Mom, Auntie Linda, and P.J.) please skip over the next sentence) I once [...]

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My Life In Numbers… And Yet Another “Breakup.”

8- The number of weeks that have passed since I’ve moved into this house. 2-The number of times that I’ve washed my sheets since I moved in, or any of my clothes for that matter.  (We don’t have a washer or dryer) 2-The number of times I thought my roommate LA used her secret powers [...]

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The World is a stage, too bad nobody wants to watch.

I blame my parents for putting me in dance classes and theater  at such a young age, but I truly believe that I was born to be on stage. Even if that stage is just a tiny stage at the front of a bar, or heck, the driver’s seat of my car. I’m one of [...]

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