Queen B(enjamins)

About Me

Like a wound that wouldn't heal... Like an unresolved thought... Like a past that keeps on coming back... pervasive, evasive, elusive... will linger in your head, I am the dream. I have nothing to brag about really, I just have a happy life.

You have a red jar of cedar chips. Why do moths miss the forest?

Hmmm... that is an interesting question, I will get back to you...

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