Hi

My name is Margot and I'm adopted. I live in 111 Archer Avenue, just because I left my husband's place and I nedded to comeback with my mother. I write plays but, for some reason, now I'm just writing this blog and they thik it's a play. They don't know anything about me. I'm a smoker since 12, I met my real father and lost half a finger that day, I got married with a rastafari and my father doesn't even know my middle name. It's Helen.
Anyway, I don't know if I'll keep writing on it.