Heart On Her Sleeve

When I fell from the tree of birth on January 27th, 1993 I swear I hit ever creative branch on my way down.
I kind of hung onto the music branch for awhile until my fingers got splinters and I was forced to drop.
I hit the branches of comedy, art and literature. The branches of how to succeed, ambition, determination, insanity, independence, and rebellion.
Then after hitting a billion branches I fell into a pile of leaves.
When I tried to stand up and tried to walk I tumbled, rolled down the hill, flew in the air, spun by the forceful wind and landed at my home in my mothers arms.
And she said.....
"Hello my precious baby, Mary"

19/ Creative/ Funny/ Inevitable To Be Famous/ Filmmaker In The Making/ Baker/ Cook/ "Shopaholic"/ Disney Kid/ 90's Kid/ Nerd/ Singer/ Writer/ Rapper/ Gleek

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