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I'm documenting my quotes now. Who knows, maybe a book of poetry and a book of quotes or maybe just maybe a book with both! 

Hhhmmm...

I Usually Do My Own Thing but When in 2018...

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So, I'm Back...

I'M BACK SNITCHES!!!!

I've been using Wordpress and now I'm back. Super long story but I'll be HERE, THERE, EVERYWHERE!

Did you miss me?

Did you search the web for me?

Have you HEARD me? I'm a freaking Podcaster!!!!

So much has happened!!!!

Catch up with some posts from some other sites and then lets get down and dirty with it. Rough Rugged and Raw. Let's talk about way too much. Let's say what we don't. Let's have an experience together that will last in the cyber archives forever. Let's get naked. (I remove my clothing slowly, piece by piece)

A Permanent Quote From
Warner Bailey

This is Why I'm Moving...

https://blogging.org/

Not moving out of the country silly!!!!! Not even moving away from this LaLa Land looney bin. Just to another site/platform/whatever you call it.
Im actually excited about this. It's not like you were ever here reading my words, letting them fly off the screen and nestle in your mind by way of your eyes. I've been typing to myself this whole time which I don't mind so much because its just like my real life.....

Them/Him: "Who are you talking to?"

Me: Myself!.. God!
Not you, obviously. Were you in 3rd grade with me when i embarrassed myself trying to play the guitar in front of the hole class just to keep the lie going that I was ever even showing up for my guitar lessons when I was really sneaking upstairs to watch the other kids do gymnastics. I WANTED TO DO GYMNASTICS but my mother said no, it's too dangerous and maybe it was more expensive but i don't remember anymore because all i cared about was what I wasn't allowed to do and stringed instruments never made much sense to me. I mean, really, how can you ever possibly know where the notes are!?!? Although i did take to the violin that one summer at Bloomingdale House  of Music.
Anyway, the point i was making is lost to me now so I'll join you in scrolling up to remember what I was originally talking about, or maybe its just me that forgets so easily.....

Ah, yes, talking to myself.

So I figure I'll repost all of these beginning crappy posts at the new landing spot and when we look back to these good old days of random blogging on no schedule, with no sponsors or ads to line my pockets with so much money, living in an old RV with my boyfriend, we can laugh and giggle at how silly it all seems. Now let's not get carried away. I'd be happy to finally cyber meet you. Leave me a comment, like my ish, and read the article so I can join you on your blog and take a trip through your mind and soul, there's enough for everyone and every is enough.

Peace ✌ in the NorthEast (NYC)

And remember, if I post again I'm not dead 

Sad, Lonely, Tired, and Confused

I spent the day dreading the night. I couldn't even enjoy my time alone doing whatever I want during the day while the dog is away making his hourly pay. Instead I rushed through things not getting much done. My body is sore and i don't feel good. Here he comes....

Things they say in LA

Leave your stuff here with me. It will be safe.

NOT TRUE!!!!! EVER!!!!!

Makes me feel

I'm listening to "Better Together" 

By Us The Duo

Download mp3

Makes me feel so happy 

- Warner Bailey

What am I really going to do?

What am I really going to do with this blog? I have a great topic I could keep it on but I'm not so sure I really feel like going on and on about it.

The topic is sobriety and specifically through the program of Alcoholics Anonymous. If there's anyone paying attention to me yet please give me some feed back. Would you like to hear about that everlasting journey?
It seems to be what's populating my mind but I don't know if there's already a bunch of those "How I got sober and love life now" blogs out there where the chick or dude ends up dead eventually with a needle sticking out of his arm in a crappy motel room and then his blog blows up after the actually for seen tragedy. Lol. Idk.

I could do the whole story of life with my boyfriend whom I actually met while homeless and on drugs and then reconnected with when we were both sober for over a year after loosing contact for a year or 2.

I could do what I really wanna do and just constantly add new reasons why I hate Los Angeles and why NYC is so much better but to be honest, that gets old and I haven't even been home (Manhattan) in a couple of years so I don't even know how great it is now. Lol. 

I just don't know but I really wanna get more consistent so that I can exercise my writing abilities and MAKE SOME MONEY. Yeah!
Plus it's better to get some stuff out rather than keep it bottled up inside and hopefully soon I'll get some feedback and interaction from you all out there in the world.

And remember, if I haven't died I'll post again. Insert smiley face here.

Is there anybody out there?

Is there anyone reading my posts yet? I'm so impatient. I want some feedback . On what you may ask? On this! On nothing! I just wanna know I'm being heard before I pour my heart and soul out. But I get it, that's how I get the rubber neckers, I've gotta pour some blood sweat and tears on to the pavement first. Fine.
Tomorrow I'll tell you all about the time I lived in motels with prostitutes and drug dealers....

What's up riches!?!?!?

I'm just gonna start by being the lazy fuck that I am. I'm basically tryna make a Lil cash while I get some type of possible cathartic outlet here.
From Manhattan living in Cali is the worst. The people suck, the weather sucks and I'll get into more detail later about that.
So here I am basically ready to spend a few minutes out of my day to complain mostly about life. I hope you enjoy.

And remember,

"If I wake up tomorrow I'm not dead and my story will be read." -Warner Bailey