The Only Way Out Is To Go

I Don't Really Cook. There Are Caterers, And My Husband Cooks.

I Use Innocence In My Demeanor Like A Venus Flytrap.

I Usually Get Myself Into Situations That Cause Sparks. I Mean I'm A Girl That Likes The Storms. I Love Feeling Alive, I Love Walking Out In The Cold In My Bare Feet And Feeling The Ice On My Toes.

Though I Can't Change What Happened, I Can Choose How To React. And I Don't Want To Spend The Rest Of My Life Being Bitter And Locked Up.

...her Entire Life Has Been Devoted To Healing The Deepest, Most Invasive Unseeable Scar That One Can Ever Have.