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I've finally started my own business. After the year I've had it's the only truly and completely positive thing in my life. I'm so grateful to be able to do this. I can't work a regular job, seeing children, babies, and pregnant women without any warning is just too difficult. I can't do it. And with all the kids going back to school, while I know my son never will, it's already a hard enough time. I needed to do something for myself that made me happy, because no one else was going to be able to make me better, only I could fix myself. So I did what i always dreamed of. I stopped taking pictures as a side job for friends and started a busin

Q is for Questions I've got alot of questions. Some of them can be answered, some things I'll never know only guess at. In order to get them tobe important I'm going to write them down and hope other people care. *Do Jelly fish Bleed     *Do the people I know Like me? *Does my calculator think I'm stupid?     *Can Crocodiles REALLy cry?     *Does my dog actually like me, or just not know any better? *What if light just paused but we didn't?    *Are porcupines born with quills, Does it hurt the mom! If not does it hurt worse to grow those or teeth *Does Each little Sperm Have a Soul?     *Can time move faster    *Doesn't pie have to end E

P is for Prostituting Pleasure for Pineapples. (I'm serious) When the sun has gone down and the city lights hide the stars you can find a mistress on the corner of Maple and South, right outsid an old corner smoke shop. The mistress, Piper, is about seventeen, though her face and ID say otherwise, her stockings have been torn in several places, some tears were there on purpose some by misfortune. Piper's Daisy Duke shorts were stained with paints that had gotten there before she had cut them off. Her levi Jacket was undone from the cent up revealing the pink bra she had stolen from Victoria's Secret prior to her being "let go." Piper was co