Olivia is Yaya
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| Gender | Female |
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| Location | Las Vegas, NV, United States |
| Introduction | I have a wild way with words, like a kid in a candy store of metaphors. Average? Never met her. My mind is weird in the best way, and books give me that floaty, inebriated joy no cocktails needed. I stay level-headed through life’s tsunamis, but deep down, I’m just trying to map out a world that never came with a tour guide. Normal isn’t for me, living like others while taking my pen is like telling me not to breathe. I’ve got scars that whisper life is a gift, and two amazing kids who make sure my story doesn’t stop mid-sentence. I indulge in stories,, any kind, all the time. I’m always reading, writing, listening,, overthinking (with flair). This blog? My first leap into the unknown. Join me. Comment, connect, correct my spelling if you must, but let’s take this journey together. You show me yours, I’ll show you mine (stories, that is). |
| Favorite movies | Sometimes I wish I could just unwind myself like a tangled necklace and melt into the couch, letting the TV fry my brain in the most therapeutic way possible. Endless movies? Yes, please. Can I remember any of their names? Absolutely not. But if it’s a romantic comedy, I’m all in! like a hopeless romantic in stretchy pants, fist(s) full of snacks, crying with Rocky Road and almonds in my teeth with unrealistic expectations. Yup! All 13 Going on 30, in!! |
| Favorite music | Give me all the sappy late ‘70s and ‘80s love songs you know, the kind that make your heart ache even when you don’t know why. Those tracks knew how to pull on feelings I hadn’t even grown into yet. Pair that with big rocker hair, ruffled skirts, and flats? That was a whole look, and yes, I’m still chasing that high. Take me back to my Chola lowrider music days, where the bass hit deep and the eyeliner was sharp enough to write poetry. But listen,, I’ll always have a a memory locked deep in mu heart as I heard Doo-Wop, but Erykah, the person I knew so much and she will never know me! Throw on some ‘90s R&B and I turn into a living, breathing jukebox. Take me back to the roller rink! |
| Favorite books | I'll pass for now since it only allows 1200 characters. |