Associate of

The Broadway Mob

The flower doesn't dream of the bee.

It blossoms and the bee comes.

I may seem quiet and reserved, but if you mess with mia familgia, I will break out a level of crazy that will make your nightmares seem like a happy place.

I will not be another flower, picked for my beauty and left to die.  

I will be wild, difficult to find, and impossible to forget.

That awkward moment when you realize...you poked the wrong Bear~

Some days it storms, some days it shines. This is how flowers grow.

Before you embark on a journey or revenge...dig two graves.

FACT: Haters don't really hate you. In fact, they hate themselves because you're a reflection of what they wish to be~

I choose to be kind because it makes me Happy.  But I will defend my boundaries and my loved ones without hesitation. Make No Mistake: I AM FIERCE.

There was a flower in her heart, it just needed more room to bloom.  And when she let it free, she showed the world that sometimes the most beautiful things can grow in the darkest of places without the need of light.

KARMA: The joy of watching someone get what they deserve.

PROFESSIONALISM: The ability to sit back and enjoy the show and keep your mouth shut!!!