I’m Lisha, long for Lish. A brag-hag mommy-blogger who accepts the fact that she is a little bit crazy, a hypocrite and an occasional bitch. A reluctant copywriter by profession. An out-of-luck graphic designer who still yearns to design something sometimes. A wannabe photomaker and closeted crafter, who basically likes to do things half-assedly. I never finish what I started because I believe life is made up out of unfinished businesses. The day I am done is the day I die.
I write openly, honestly, moodswing-drivenly, and annoyingly with a lot of typo and grammatical errors. I don't care about clothes or bags or shoes or about what people have for lunch. I don’t care if you’re hurt by what I say. I say fuck a lot even when I know my mom reads this. I am that I am.
oh, and i am pathologically crazy about Jason Mraz.
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