A little girl held captive inside the reality run prison that is my womanly body. My thoughts are unadulterated and shall remain so. I am the antithesis
of vanila and the hypothesis of a horror house harlot but i am also a virginal bride awaiting my crimson tsunami. This journal is the scribbing of my past, my
present , my demons, my muses and of course my masters and matyrs. Please refrain from adding me if your intention is to convert me into society's sweet
poster slut...