Lisa
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Success Avenue
She'd fallen in love with the other guy; the alcoholic crackhead, the one who hit her up for drug money and rides to the 'hood. Most every night, sometimes more than once a night, she sat in her pickup truck on (the sardonically named) Success Avenue, ruminating on what she would do if one night he went to buy crack and never returned.
By Lisa2 years ago in Confessions
Dream Houses
I'm a homebody. My home is my castle. My zodiac sign is Cancer, the crab, who can't survive without the protection of its shell. My surroundings reflect nearly every aspect of who I am. I'm steeped in nostalgia, sentiment, and memories, good and bad. I've kept the ticket stubs to every concert I've ever attended. I have photos dating back to the time of Instamatic cameras and journals from age 15 on. I've always imagined my own home as a funky, eclectic showcase of my experiences, compulsive collecting, and love of design in all its incarnations.
By Lisa3 years ago in Confessions