Liar, liar, pants on fire

My pants were on fire. No really, I’m the past I have really been a liar, a frying pan to flame kinda liar, the lie to escape and be included and excluded and the lie to continue moral depravity liar. I guess I had a lot of chances for a nice life, with a level of independence and respect, but I always went to the lowest lows, angered all the gods in my attempt to escape mental illness and the persecution from all humanity. Never missed a chance to save myself in the worst way, putting myself in a questionable situation with a questionable fate and beat the odds.

Published by: Elaine M

I’m a magical 44 year old who bargains she will experience joy and happiness someday and has aversion to the great pain and suffering from the past, who longs for the enlightenment of all in a gentle and loving way.

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