meditadish

I'm trying to avoid the mistakes my mother made. To be molded so firmly then breath by breath warming the mold until it is burning to malleate be malleable and into what, into what?
I love fashion. I've always loved fashion and always been stuck in a mold of jeans equal twenty dollars at most; thirty dollars for jeans was a spree. My mother made me do it.
A Haitian would scrub the tub with my current closet.