little miss talker

I don’t talk that often because I’m a talker.

Look at my last “blog” and you’ll see.

I talk too much. I don’t know  where to start. I don’t know where to stop. But I sure do know how to keep going. I, however, keep going till I’m out which can read I crash. It’s pretty bad. A little sad, too. I mean, come on! i just kept going and even energizer bunny has some sort of limits. So, it’s sad to see the pink fella stop ‘cause you it’s not of choice, there was no other option, but crash.

Peace,