he called me gypsy
I got my first diary when I was about 12 years old, and have not stopped keeping one ever since. I still have them all, and I look back at the way a 12 year old, and 14 and then a 17 year old wrote and the things that were important to me then and I am amazed. I have written memories of the first boy I kissed and of my first heartbreak, the first betrayal and of my first solo adventure.
The adventure and the growing continues, and this blog is a continuation of my written world, the experiences, the photos, the heartbreaks and the victories… this blog truly is meant to be the world as I see it… day to day.
thanks for visiting.