"I could feel hot, salty tears coming down my face. I sat and cried silently... I was scrunching myself up against the wall as far as I could. All of a sudden, someone from behind us taps on the guy’s shoulder..."
My name is Mary Alan. I’m 22 going on 92. I’m an old soul and a free spirit. Chasing after God’s heart, sunshine, and every dog I see. I'm the mind behind flawedyetcalled.wordpress.com
