Twisted, tormented spirit.
Born and bred in the great forest’s of Oregon.
Raised hugging trees
talking to unicorns
burying my feet in the sand
Not much has changed.
I write to survive.
My thoughts fill me and fill me and fill me,
until they leak onto the paper.
It is a fearsome thing to behold.
I am crazy.
I have a past full of
depression, addiction, self harm, abuse, suicide attempts, therapy and medication
to prove it.
I met a boy through this blog.
We kissed for the first time,
and were married four months later.
we live our happily ever after
with our cats
and our fights
and our beautifully connected tormented minds.
Join me on this daring adventure.