People remember me. They remember me because I'm interested in every person I meet. Everyone has a story, shaped by their childhood, appearance, intelligence and attitude towards life. I choose a positive path. This life is crazy and unexpected and difficult, so you might as well have a fun time trying to navigate it.
On this site, another blog by another white girl, read about my weed-filled, too privileged life and me trying to make sense of it. One joint at a time.