People are like potatoes

Russets, golden,white, sweet , over cooked, then meally, too dry sometimes burnt.

Women are that way in a way special not all the typical way. All lovely in their way I assume if you lean toward various nuances you will understand love holds no boundry.

Race is like an idology has no place in love . Passion is more evident in the way women write or smile or say hello. They hold their audience. Like moms mashed potatos, mom Heike always saud lumps are good. Lumps make mashed potatos better.

Non blonde women have a yummy interesting longer lasting apeal like white or milk choclate. I’m a mashed potato gal not russett though boiled is nice because then I can reach into the fridge and select several and fry up.

Spice in cooking is like loving a woman with artistic flow and if their grandma knows how to make South Carolina’s fabulous sweet potatoe pie; your kitchen will always be the best place to be.

Im a kitchen, studio, garden sort of gal. Passion in a woman runs stronger in an artist then a woman scared into believing she needs must be invisible.

A woman should be like the USARMY ‘All she can be!’ No one should ever bully or intimindate or scrapgoat family as if we exist to be the reason their life sucked. I knew that pain of being invisible for fifty-six years.

Women in the arts are more like licorice.Dad use to buy all varieties. Orange and grape are best defined in my Virginian as ‘Just not right! Hershey chocolate. And tangy ‘No!’ I can not say it louder yucky pooh!Black is always the best. When I think or work on my first Lezfiction I chew on a variety of things my mouth has no time fir when I’m reading on Youtube.

Published by Val's Whitewolf Books

Val's Whitewolf Media Anchor PodCast. I write here on WordPress. I believe that everyone should tell their story and that every book is a learning tool that will help those of us who are writers become better at our craft.I'm learning plus becoming more confident as an empath its important to share and touch with my heart others harmed by others words. I sell books on Pango.

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