drawing, writing, and anything that makes me happy.
Babysitter for the inebriated(Manage a Bar)
For all that I am, And for all that I have done.
To hold on tight, Is all that I've known.
To let it go, Is to tear it from my flesh.
But to hold on, May mean my death.
So I look to the stars, And All that I could be.
And I will fly away, Bloody, Torn, And Free.