Wife. Mother of two. Woman.
Child within. Girlfriend. Recovering dreamer. Artist. Currently living inside a refinery of a different kind. Domesticated jungle girl.
A divine work in progress.
My first birthday here...beginning of the end of me. I remember writing something for my Psychology 1 paper back in college about atrophy and entrophy: "We begin to die the moment we are born."
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