The fire used to burn, and the words used to hurt
But you’re not like us, you are different
I couldn’t see that that was a compliment
My body is trying to kill me. However, if you remotely pay attention to my Facebook, then you likely know the mess that’s been going on. My apologies for not being around much. I’m slowly sorting through my objects folder with stuff from sponsors, Fantasy Faire, and other craziness. There’s so much. I’m so sorry that I’m such a disorganized mess lately.
Let’s recount how my life has gone since the last time I blogged… on the 8th…
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