some ask why my hair is so big?.......
because its full of secretsand now i alsoDO GREAT BIG THINGS WITH MY LIFEDO GREAT BIG THINGS WITH MY Gypsy LIFE..when i can find the time to feel inspired to write.sing or dance or get out of my car.. or when i have or have not been out all night on the prowl.i try to live my life with out contempt..and find beauty. happiness and enchantment in the smallest of things.a sunset.eating olives.driving in the sunshine. finding a place to hide. getting away from civilisation. talking to my dog. swimming at sunrise walking hand in hand with a loved one on a clear night and real gelarto. drinking beer and watching the traffic.ive been told i act like a four year old which is proberly true.i was expelled from pre school.my parents will openly admit that im a bit of a handful..just like my exquisite breasts.although i enshrine their parenting. yet a real man thinks im fabolous.i base my sanity on days in bare feet and beads. my life is about as vivid as my imagination.i was one of those kids who brought home every animal. i had a blue tounge lizard i named him bluey.my mouth has always been my worst enery and has put in in some pretty fun situations.my opinionated self started from an early age where i stood up told my yr 2 teacher that i refused to study idonesian.as they were killing the innocent in timor.im out spoken and i know it.maybe a bit of a show off.im somewhere between a dilusional hippy and a add kid on acid.im confused by the difference between love and war. i live my life without pre mediatated thought.i never think.and always think too much.i over exagerate everything.maybe i have a descriptive vocabulary.ive always been a victim of geography many times.. i believe we do control what happens around us.i write poety believe it or not. keats stays by my bed side.im always high.in the words of oscar wilde "we are all laying in the gutter but some of us are looking at the stars".i guess ignorance is bliss till u find consequence.im a really strong woman with no reception.im a really good girl in the wrong direction.you could say im entertaining and one day ill entertain u with a biography of all my fuck up trials and tribulations moments and memories.and i'll still wear my poker face when i walk down the street. i believe that curriosity did not kill the cat.some old woman did.my cat her name was bella.and not changing the details on her micro chip..left me with no pussy.
