Five minute eggs
My name is Sofia.
I am a werewolf, sometimes.
I like simple complicated gadgets, like sleek small white Mac laptops and sleek small white mobile phones. Otherwise, I like layers and feathers and clay and bohemian things. Old, obsolete things that were once valuable and innovative at their time.
My life has many branches. Some are about studying, another about family (this one has many confused stems), one about adventuring; all are made of the same bark and fleshy core that is my ultimate yearning to learn and love and grow into a better person.
My summer days are prolific as of late. I have my driver's license. FAFSA is finally all straightened out and submitted. I have a phone independent of Livio. I have homes, families that live in my heart and feed me love. Maia's physical custody may be given to Jos entirely, we've yet to see. I wake up with the day and slumber with it too. Trying to make + save some dough for tuition.
That hooting sound you hear at night in the trees? It's actually a mourning dove. Hoo-OO hoo, hu' hoo.
I take naps in the sun and have handsome curly hair.
I'm way too self-righteous and think I know best of anyone because I'm me. Psh. I need to be humbled.
I try to be understanding but I really cannot take the obligatory beliefs of Catholicism. My God does not have a penis. My God is beyond that.
I would do well living in a dry, arid place with sun, earth, and beautiful people.
I don't like Ariel's parents and I don't like when Ariel is a child but that's a big part of who he is still. Our relationship is ill-timed.
I still can't sleep by myself at night.
I need to start seeing people before my time begins to run out.
I am a werewolf, sometimes.
I like simple complicated gadgets, like sleek small white Mac laptops and sleek small white mobile phones. Otherwise, I like layers and feathers and clay and bohemian things. Old, obsolete things that were once valuable and innovative at their time.
My life has many branches. Some are about studying, another about family (this one has many confused stems), one about adventuring; all are made of the same bark and fleshy core that is my ultimate yearning to learn and love and grow into a better person.
My summer days are prolific as of late. I have my driver's license. FAFSA is finally all straightened out and submitted. I have a phone independent of Livio. I have homes, families that live in my heart and feed me love. Maia's physical custody may be given to Jos entirely, we've yet to see. I wake up with the day and slumber with it too. Trying to make + save some dough for tuition.
That hooting sound you hear at night in the trees? It's actually a mourning dove. Hoo-OO hoo, hu' hoo.
I take naps in the sun and have handsome curly hair.
I'm way too self-righteous and think I know best of anyone because I'm me. Psh. I need to be humbled.
I try to be understanding but I really cannot take the obligatory beliefs of Catholicism. My God does not have a penis. My God is beyond that.
I would do well living in a dry, arid place with sun, earth, and beautiful people.
I don't like Ariel's parents and I don't like when Ariel is a child but that's a big part of who he is still. Our relationship is ill-timed.
I still can't sleep by myself at night.
I need to start seeing people before my time begins to run out.