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Keeping it honest…

I’m always overthinking things. I’ve been wanting to start this blog for some time, but my mind always goes into overdrive with what if’s. But you know what – just like my art, this blog is for me. And possibly for my son, should he ever wish to read it (note to self, keep the sexual references low, so he doesn’t vomit on the keyboard if he does ever read this blog). Other than that, anyone who likes it is a bonus.

Major cast of characters:

Me – goes by Dembai (or Tracy). I’m pretty well fucked up. Hair very long and slowly going grey.

My son – goes by Ollie. Is pretty fucking cute. Hair slowly growing in.

My hubby – goes by Myles. Is also pretty fucking cute. Hair slowly falling out.

My cat – goes by Riker. Is a giant douche (but what cat isn’t?). Hair leaks in all directions.

 

Anyone else I mention, well…they’re people too. Probably. My mother in law MAY be undead.

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