I Have Three Siblings. My Sister Makes

The Song "no Fairy Tale" Tells My Story. Going Through The Hard Things Leads To A Richer Life Than Just Trying To Make Everything Perfect, Or Worse, Pretending Things Are Good When They Don't Feel Right. I've Done That More Than Enough Times.

When All The Stars Were Falling, They Fell From Above, And I Thought Of Hate, And I Thought Of Hate, And Then I Thought Of Love.

The Smell Of Roses, My Children's Bright Eyes And Smiles, Laughing With My Husband, Walking On The Beach, Using My Hands To Do Crafts Or Play Guitar, Brainstorming, And Drinking Coffee, Really Good Coffee.

I Don't Use Simple Words. I Make Games And Puzzles With My Songs.

Some People Train For Certain Sports And I Want To Train To Be Able To Hold A Super Heavy Electric Guitar And Carry Luggage Around Myself Because I Always Have To Have 7,000 Pairs Of Shoes. Who Cares About Sports?