The Adventures of a 40-something-year-old With No Clue Or Direction
Me enseñaron a ser: Niña buena. Bien portada. No ser mal hablada. No andar por las calles de vaga. No dar de que hablar. Sin quiebrar ningun plato. Obediente. Y ahora mirenme aqui - TODO UN DESMADRE GENIAL! I don't fit your standards. Sorry about ya'! New sticker in my shop. But of course, my... Continue Reading →
Once upon a time, this one dude I happened to cross paths with in life told me, “Vas a terminar sola porque eres muy rebelde.” Of course there’s more context to the story, but in that moment I just answered, “I don’t care.” And I meant it. You see, somewhere along the line I reached... Continue Reading →
My poor baby. Miss Aria has been struggling a bit these past few weeks. She's been learning the hard truths about humans. She's had to deal with friends not being very friendly. She's learned the hard truth that she may be loyal, but that loyalty might not always be reciprocated. She wouldn't intentionally hurt anyone,... Continue Reading →
Midnight Revelry 