You shine so bright it's insane...

You put the sun to shame.

21 November 1979
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Michelle Lynn. Thirty Three. Arnold, MO via St. Louis, MO. Wife. Mother. Daughter. Big Sister. Granddaughter. Niece. Cousin. Godmother. Best Friend. Bookworm. Hypothyroidism. Hemolytic anemia. Road Rage. Music freak. Moderate liberal. Writer. Snarky. Bossy. Control Freak. Crazy awesome.

Reading. Writing. Poetry. Literature. Music. Good friends. Geeky things. The color pink. Procrastinating. Interwebs. Adam Levine. Lemonheads. Pinterest. True Blood. Dark Chocolate. New notebooks. Cold weather. Flip flops. Purses. Paint Shop Pro. Thunder storms. Tumblr. Late nights. Laughing. King-size beds. World of Warcarft. Sleeping. Being right. Really good coffee. The Walking Dead. Worthy causes. Room-darkening shades. DVR. iPhone. Texting.

Spiders. Birds. Heights. Elevators. Rudeness. Stupidity. Ignorance. Watermelon. Milk Chocolate. Girly girls. Blue colored food. Lack of table manners. Houses painted colors houses ought not to be painted. Undercooked meat. Being hot. Indifference. Talking on the phone. Lousy drivers. Inappropriate neediness. Arrogance. Sandals worn with socks (particularly in winter).