Two Tarnished LUCKY Pennies... Shine on!!!

Now it is clear that he was there the night i arose from Swan Lake, He has always been there showing me the way on my off beaten path unknowingly he held the light ,  A catalyst in helping me to strip all the years of damage and abuse and stereotypes and typos stamped on my forehead. I shead all things i could not perceive and comprehend to even begin to understand , he rid me of my 8/10 prision  i was locked up in inside my head.  From the beginning he was there. My proverbial hell was gone and i live on to tell the tale. He saved a Wretch like me, and found my amazing that had been lost in LIMBO.  A man, Who ignightes my flame and with each passing day it burns with more intensity and colors that the spectrum cannot fathom.  He picked me and it was done. The wind up doll act was not me and I am not just another Polly Pocket.  I broke away from the girl they thought they would make me.... Called MOLLY.  He's the ground to my wire, so i don't go burzurk.  We are not for the faint of heart ...

WE Embrace the dark because we are every COLOR visible on the SPECTRUM.  We are NEON! Rustically not defined on any bounds - we are unconformist.

WE ARE

TWO TALL SHOTS OF BURBON with a kick of TEXAS PETE

WE Embrace our inner GEEK When we SPEAK

Epiphanies happen when we dance and walk to the shop.

29 years and my life has begun.  We are the half sweet tea and half lemonade .... My ADD thrown to the curb because he wants me to sleep.... there are no dreadful yawns waking up to him.....there is just enough room for us to contort on our own little star. 

A tale of two lovers

Never Star Crossed

We come full circle...........alligned in front of each other on the couch nose to nose...

He sat me free,  he loves my hatered for bad lighting, and senseless rants on conspiracy theories and the hurricane messes i cause when i create.  

WE ARE a TRADITION that will never grow old, Judgements dont phase us because we aren't DAMNED in all the DAMNED NATION we live in... So forward we march with our drums rythym flowing fluid like water through sound waves.   WE HAVE EMERGED brought together by sound and all the same cords and harmony, epitaphs and the tiny nooks and crany's of the ETCH a Sketch walks of life from where we were. 

The ADVENTURE has STARTED .............I love him and he loves me..  so mote it be!!!!!!!!