My mom just really bugs me how she wants to get inside my brain and make me think everything she does when POSSIBLY. MAYBE I WANT PRIVACY.
No,that attitude wasn't towards religion,it was just in general. I just feel like the ugly duckling or black sheep because I think differently,wether I want to or not.
Sometimes I would pretend that I was a switched-bassinet baby and I was actually from England and the REAL Reagan Ingram lived my real parents there. Aren't I a sneaky story teller?
Anyway...I kind of forgot about what I was going to ask you about religion because I kind of cried my soul out and my brain's all empty but if I remember what it was,I will come ask you
Thanks.
Ahhh damnit...girls are shipping us again. *just checking my tumblr..*