I dedicate this to my superstar of all time
‘Cause I’ll be your groupie, baby, if you are my superstar. I’m your number one fan. Give me your autograph— sign it right here on my heart.
SO today was a fairly productive and eventful day -but I definitely didn’t see it playing out the way it did; I suppose that’s a good thing. I spent most of last night tossing and turning .. which lead me to eventually get up around 9AM. I did a bunch of this and that to burn out time until I realized just how bored I was. So, I decided to clean out my closets. Yes, two. & No, that doesn’t mean I have a lot of clothes. I used to share a room with my older brother so my uncle built a shelf type closet so we could fit both our clothes. Jackets and dresses are hung in the actual closet whilst the rest are folded on the shelves. I’m a very, very messy person, but I cleaned it all out (along with most of my room & the house!). Afterwards, I started the laundry around 5PM. Then my dad, little brother, and I went grocery shopping. Now I’m sitting here. I wish I got some homework done, but I definitely got a lot done today. Accomplishment is a good feeling, not to toot my own horn or anything like that.
However, I’m pretty bummed I couldn’t be there with two of my bests today. They were there for me when I was in that situation, and it just sucks when you can’t return the favor. Like, literally. My options were very, very limited.
On a different note, Sears is defeating me. Our hours got cut this week, but they got cut even more. It’s chill though because I’m happy I even still have a job. I’m really praying that we make up for hours next week. *knock on wood. I’ll find that much out tomorrow.
2 days agoCheck your motives and thoughts
Sick of psychology and counterfeit cures, wicked theology robbing the poor. Scheme demonology misleading the pure, strict and strategically studying war. … Moral dilemma, pride at the root, misguided from youth, heart divided from truth. Egyptians and Grecians spiritually dead, empirically led by the good gods in their heads. Motives and thoughts, industrial wealth; A global economy in it for self. Heart full of madness, but covered in kind— a pleasure designed to take over your mind.
2 days agoSome days she would pace back and forth, pace back and forth, pace back and forth— teaching the caged bird that having the option to leave doesn’t make leaving any easier.
Being strong doesn’t always mean feeling strong. Some days I get so tired of being strong, some days I get so tired, I let go. Some days we must let ourselves fall apart, before we can move forward.
