Beautiful Disaster, Gorgeous Chaos, I take pride in the "oxymoron title" I am known by, Ill take that as people cant figure me out but take my highs and lows and give me a title that makes sense. Fine, if you look at me like she`s a mess but she looks good doing it...I`m sold. 

       To be honest my life is a beautiful chaotic mess and has been for a long time, considering the lifestyle I chose to live and create. The sex, drugs and rock and roll fantasy that we all secretly want to experience sometimes is a mud splash in the face, with all the mess to clean up you have to ask yourself was it worth it? 

        Is Prison worth it? That`s what this is all about, my journey from freedom to a prison sentence given to me by the FEDS... Oh shit, what have I put myself into. To tell you the truth every time I was doing that deal, collecting that easy cash and celebrating with that emotion blocking drug I always knew this was a possibility. An early morning of being pulled out of your bed by DEA exposing your nastiest dream and reality. I couldn`t cry, I wasnt mad, I laughed and shook my head and stared the handcuffs and shackles placed on me as I was escorted into an SUV. 

        I sat in a cell of girls who had no idea why they were being put in this situation even though when they replayed their situation out loud I had to remind them of there wrong doings they just admitted to. OMG take responsibility for your own actions...(my biggest pet-peeve). As I can admit I am taking responsibility for my actions and with my release on "pre-trial supervision" I can narrate the journey of my life with limited freedom. 

      I want to live, and smile and experience it with a smile and laughter so I can look back and not only remember what I had but what I can hope for keeping when I get out. 

      Drug free writing, its new and raw. Dont judge me most of you will never know what Im going through. Let this be entertainment or a life lesson, I dont give a shit! 

     Welcome to my "Limited Freedom"

    MWAH!