Part scary-as-fuck psycho,psychic bitch.
Part warm marshmallowy wish your momma would cared for you like she does so much it makes you cry.


Post apocalypse, this is the last woman you want on Earth.

is this where you go to test -a -moan ?

I should have written this a long time ago.

When I met this woman it was like being given a breath of fresh air, except it was different air. It was clearer and smarter and stronger and purer. It was real.

We definitely had our differences and there was all kinds of volatile action around when we together, tsunamis and stuff. But I felt a sincere sense of appreciation just being around her and I felt inspired in a way I had nearly forgotten was possible.

One morning when I was leaving her house I stopped beside the vineyards and walked out between the rows of vines. I knew it was going to be the last time I would visit that place. And it hurt like hell to know that. At the same time having shared the time I had spent with her, having known her, no matter how briefly it may have lasted

. . . it all made me know I was a better person for it.

Ms. Longlank is my hero. She has stood up for me and stood beside me in the most trying of times. She is a fiery path-burner and I am a big feather bed and somehow she manages to find me along her way. She is a natural dancer in life, weaving a golden path along through a harried world. She is the sun, she is the milky way, she is herself a journey. I love you grrllll!

Meeting Regyna was like being introduced to the golden spike that held the transcontinental railroad together. I'm not completely sure what that means, but I am sure that she's someone special.

There is nothing about her that hasnt already been writen on her wanted poster.

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