Some Things About Me

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i was really into it i would get so upset if somebody took me out of my drawing or interrupted it in anyway and my mom would say “jim time for bed” and i’d “oh mom, i’m drawing can’t i stay up for 10 more minutes?” and she’d say “no, i already gave you 10 more minutes” and i’d say “i’ll kill everyone in their sleep!” and she’d say “okay, 10 more minuntes”

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BIO

WHAT and IF are two words as non-threatening as words can be. But put them together side-by-side and they have the power to haunt you for the rest of your life: What if? What if? What if? I don’t know how your story ended but if what you felt then was true love, then it’s never too late. If it was true then, why wouldn’t it be true now? You need only the courage to follow your heart. I don’t know what a love like Juliet’s feels like - love to leave loved ones for, love to cross oceans for but I’d like to believe if I ever were to feel it, that I will have the courage to seize it. And, if you didn’t, I hope one day that you will.