I'm on the edge of glory and I'm hangin' on a moment of truth. Out on the edge of glory and I'm hangin' on a moment with you. I'm on the edge, the edge, the edge, the edge, the edge, the edge, the edge. I'm on the edge of glory, and I'm hangin' on a moment with you. I'm on the edge with you. – Edge of Glory, Lady Gaga My boyfriend has a 15-year-old daughter. She really is a good kid. I like her, she likes me and we get along. My relationship with him would NOT be successful if she and I didn’t like each other, so the fact that we get along is a blessing. Sure, there are few things that concern me; I’ve shared them before. 1. Her hygiene is disgraceful, truly. I don’t get it. 2. She has this weird block on her race. She refuses to identify as a person of color. She’s got a Black dad and a Latina mom. At MOST she’s is biracial. At some point these things are going to be issues for her, the writing is on
This is the journey of me...I am on a quest to change just about every thing about my life. Your guess is as good as mine, as to how it will all play out!