Finding a bit of joy and purpose in life,
at least a little bit every day.
Starting to feel like me again, whatever that means.
Kinda silly, a little nutty, mixed with a bit of crazy...
My comfort zone.
More importantly, my will to live is back.
Most of the people in my everyday life could...
My ma's moving out there, from NC.
When I visit, id ike to go out and see some shit.
Not trying to kick it with a questionable non-vouched-for "breh" though.
I was named after both of my grandmothers. Claire was my ma's mom, and Ellen was my dad's.
I never refer to Claire as "grandma"
I call her "Satan's secretary" due to her being a redhead, and cunty demeanor.
My ma was going to name me Jean Paul. I often bring up this dodged bullet, and tell...