You ever go to a party, come home, and realize that your white skirt is covered in blood and have NO IDEA where that blood came from–only that it isn’t yours?

No? Guess it’s just me then. :-/

About J.

A former twentysomething with a head full of curls and heart full of questions wondering: when we get to nirvana, will there be food?
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