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My name is Grace. I love people. I only own enough stuff to live out of my car if I had to.
I work at a Guitar shop and a Tattoo shop to get by. Once upon a time I was an English major at FSCJ before I dipped and decided to move to Australia instead. I ride my bike, I sing and play shows, and I do my best to avoid the sun and control my OCD.
This blog holds stories and thoughts, because out of all the amounts of useless that I am, I have been blessed with stories and the ability to write and sing them into lyrics and words I truly believe in.
I am employed, there are people I love that love me back, I have [some] money in my pockets, clothes on my back, food and a future so undeniably crafted by God that it blows my mind. And that is all I need.
I work at a Guitar shop and a Tattoo shop to get by. Once upon a time I was an English major at FSCJ before I dipped and decided to move to Australia instead. I ride my bike, I sing and play shows, and I do my best to avoid the sun and control my OCD.
This blog holds stories and thoughts, because out of all the amounts of useless that I am, I have been blessed with stories and the ability to write and sing them into lyrics and words I truly believe in.
I am employed, there are people I love that love me back, I have [some] money in my pockets, clothes on my back, food and a future so undeniably crafted by God that it blows my mind. And that is all I need.
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