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Jun 2017
I wasn't born to live such a simple life
and then die
I am not here to follow rules
and abide everyone's wishes
I am not consistent.
I must have change.
Though, you may see it as a weakness
It is definitely a strength
It has showed me many loves
I love painting,
Drawing,
Sculpting,
Writing.
I love cooking,
Sewing,
Beading,
Baking.
I love kids,
Stories,
History,
Books,
Movies
And the good lord knows, too many tv shows.
I ride the waves of change to find a beautiful new view
Life becomes mine to live
And I love it
It may have started out as a coping mechanism for when I was a child, during some traumatic stressful situations. I would change my room around & organize the bookshelf in my grandma's house almost everyday but now I own it so I am much more happy with it
Carlyy
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Carlyy  27/F/South Dakota
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