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Life experiences, opinions, snippets and glimpses into the mind of a twenty-something still trying to find her place in the world. If I actually had a point, I'd say it plain.
About Me
- Dana
- Photographer, aspiring writer, living the rock star life on a blue collar budget. I write about whatever moves me - my family, my love life, drinking and music. Seriously, I can't make this shit up.
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- The Hardest Part Of This Will Be Saying No
- No Fucking Trucks or Buses In the Left Lane!
- How Much Do I Love My Girls? Let Me Count the Ways
- There Is A Hell, Believe Me, She's Seen It
- How Much Do I Love My Boys? Let Me Count the Ways
- Great Times I May or May Not Remember
- Don't Piss Off the Wrong One
- I Know A Drugstore Cowboy, So Afraid Of Getting Bo...
- So That My Kids Have A Place To Call MomMom's
- Work Is Not Something I Can Take Home With Me
- Nice To Meet You, Please Call Me Deranged
- Oh God, Not Again!
- Pity Party Much?
- That's What I'm Saying...
- Please Tell BMTH Not To Wash Their Dicks
- The Sadness Will Never End
- Oh, Nickle Pickle
- Shut Up and Drive
- Shape Up or Ship Out
- Growing Older, But Definitely Not Growing Up
- To Be [A Slut] Or Not To Be
- Do Not Stop or Start Taking This Medication Withou...
- The Land of Fuck by Erica Jong
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- I'm Back!
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