Oh Hell

A first blog is like losing one's virginity, except with a delete button. Hmmmmm. If only had had a delete button when I was 16. That would have been helpful. What kind of woman would I be today if that had been available?

Poetry though is a huge part of my life and I think in some part it is influenced by that fateful day so long ago.

What the hell, it has assisted in creating who I am today and htat's really fucking fine with me. I'm really forgiving and I think I'll get past it.

There's no way I'll give anyone the power to alter my life any further, thank you!