Dear me I love to write. I also hate to write. I want to write. I also don’t want to write. This is the life of a writer.
By Tikia Joella Isn’t love a beautiful thing?
In my teens, I watched a movie about a girl who loses her brother in an accident. She goes to a singing camp where she overcomes her stage fright and learns to properly grieve her brother. And everyone hugs at the end.
Hey blogosphere, I have been procrastinating writing this post. Well, I have been a bit busy the past couple of days but that is not much of an excuse. Today, which is Day 22 of this challenge, I’m supposed to write about my worst habits…So here’s the dirt on Mable Amuron