when you take a chance and do something you never thought you would do..
It opens up so many possibilities.. No regrets tho.
But self-control is needed.. discipline is needed
pleasure only last for so long.. then what.
Missing.. kisses.. replay..
new adventures.. lazy mornings
damn.. I want it all.. but i don’t need it.. it’s not good for me.. and what I have going on..
but I did enjoy the experience.. would I revisit it again..
maybe.. was I satisfied.. of course..
but it’s not permanent. I’m cool with that because it ran its course.. and oh was it good…
I owe you. (faint smile)
Today this quote helped me.. It made me understand a few things and placed them in prospective. I am thankful those that speak into me and don’t just give me advice.. but actually listen to their own words.. Mr. C.. I thank you.
Geez I haven’t wrote in quite a while..
Lets see if I can do a recap..
I got my heart broken.. 2 times ( ol sucka)
I got a promotion.. (yeah baby)
I ended a toxic friendship. (bye bish)
I made peace with some things in my pass. (namaste)
I took a major step identifying my short comings. (get’er done)
and I saved a bunch of money by not giving a fuck.
Oh and I’ve been saying no quite a bit which feels great!
2017 will be an adventure.. I plan on getting out more because 2016 humbled the entire hell out of me.. Shit I might write a book about 2016..lol
One shot to your heart without breaking your skin
No one has the power to hurt you like your kin
Kept it inside, didn’t tell no one else
Didn’t even want to admit it to yourself
And now your chest burns and your back aches
From 15 years of holding the pain
And now you only have yourself to blame
If you continue to live this way
Get it together
You want to heal your body
You have to heal your heart
Whatsoever you sow you will reap
Get it together
we are all searching for something.. we are all on a journey.. respect the movement.
I’m scared.. scared of disapointment.. scared of things that are uncharted.. scared of being vulnerable.. scared of being hurt.. scared of love. scared of being real with fake one..scared to die.. scarfed that something may happen to my kids.. scared that i may never find real love.. scared that my car may break down.. scared that i may lose my mom.. scared that a car might hit me.. scared that the president elect will fuck the world up even more..
But thats ok.
I use to get upset when I see those stats go across my timeline.. But now i can get jiggy with it..
You have to start somewhere.. and who am I to tell you when you are suppose to start?
When you want something different.. you have to do something different..
and I need something different.. I mean.. life thus far has been cool.. but I crave something sweet.. savory.. moving..