My bro is listening to "Baby", my mom is great, my dad is a genious & I'm sick.
Like sick, sick, of being ill; though I'm sick of some people's acttitude; but shit happens an awesome singer told me once.
Life smiles to me & with me, can't complain about almost nothing, though everything, I love my body, my smile & my hair. Little things that complete my life.
Proud to be me