Facts:

• I have bitten people who wouldn’t stop touching me
• I am more of a lover than a fighter
• I am definitely a crier
• I would for sure get my ass kicked
• But that hasn’t stopped me from putting myself between my loved ones and someone threatening them more than once
• And I am not afraid of violence but I am afraid of not being there for someone I love
• So yeah don’t test me bc I will either:
  • Cry
  • Or bite you
    • And what if I’m secretly a zombie and you get infected. Then what dumbass?

Here is a song I wrote a long ass time ago but it is still one of my faves. I need to write more stuff like this. Enjoy. Fun times.

Song, song, song.

I am aware at this point that the only person listening to my music is my son. Lol. I am ok with this. And I’m not gonna stop posting. I’m a bit like Michael Scott when Pam told him to stop dating her mom. Or John Locke on Lost. I’ve always been a bit stubborn.

So anyway… I wrote the song below a while back. I don’t actually know when. But I was flipping through my current songbook this morning and wanted to throw it up here. Warning: the video is long because I talk a lot. *Shocker*

It’s a song. Ending leaves something to be desired. Chose a key a little too high for me maybe. But until I have more time… (I have virtually none right now so why in the hell am I cobbling together first drafts of songs?)

Anyway… and away… she… goes…