As some of you know, I've gone and stayed with my mom.
I moved out here because she's dying. Cancer.
No one in my family knows.
Growing up, I didn't really know her. She left me and my dad, got into drugs, walked the streets. They never divorced, my dad loved her dearly. But a few years ago he couldn't take not knowing where she was and split. I havn't seen him since. Phone calls sometimes, letters thats it. I went and lived with my cousin because it was a stable environment.
Got into modeling for her, but realized models are ugly people, they are cold and heartless. So wrapped up in looking good. Makeup can make anyone look pretty, look at my pictures. I don't dress like that all the time. I'm just a regular girl.
I'm just saying this because, well, if I'm not around that much, now you know.
