I always stumble upon this shit two days too late.
Who, or what, is April Rose, and what's all the fuss about?
Anybody, please?
3 years ago
I'm me,
sometimes the first name, sometimes the middle, often the scullery maid-turn-princess, always a little confused, never as observant as necessary, and curiously unencumbered on the twisted, convoluted, narrow, and not-at-all-what-I-planned path of a life I lead.
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