My Twisted World
Would it shock you to know that growing up I wanted to be a Nun? I guess some wouldn’t understand, but then again, either do…
Sunday morning, Palm Sunday to be exact. As a young and naïve girl, I sat in the front with the other soon-to-be sisters, rubbing the…
A blasphemy fantasy might scare some, but I am the kind of girl who finds the spiritual side of life taboo. Growing up, having my…
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When did I fall from grace? I am not sure there was an exact moment, but when it happened, I couldn’t go back. I knew…