Sometimes I struggle to find the hole for my earring. Now I know how some dudes feel when they struggle to find the hole 🤔
Call me Goddess.
Shout out to everyone who has ever hurt me. Thank you to everyone who doubted me. Without you, I wouldn’t be as strong as I am today. You prepared me for the callus world we live in. You forced me to develop the self confidence I now have. You forced me to be my own biggest fan. You made me love myself when I thought it was your love that would make me feel whole. You made me great. I appreciate you.
Know, that I love you ❤️.
Beautifully organized chaos.
Means one of two things; you’re petty or you’re a coward. 😭😂
In order for me to accept your apology, it has to include some variation of one of the following words:
Sorry, Regret, Remorse, Apologize.
Let me start by saying, I do not share my personal business with anyone. It’s nothing personal, it’s just I’ve learned from past experiences that sharing personal your personal business will get you judged, be held against you and/or make your personal business the topic of others conversation. All of these things have happened to me before and made me come to the conclusion that: I just don’t trust people!
That being said, people often have no idea what gripes I’m dealing with in my life. I am the type of person to let you unload all your mess on me and I just listen. I DO NOT repeat what I’m told so it all just accumulates inside of my chest and mind. Lately, I’ve been having a few people dump their mess on me and I’m feeling quite overwhelmed. I’m feeling like a huge pile of 💩. I listen to people’s drama and problems and talk with them about how to alleviate their issues but mine stay in the dark, under a cover in the back of my mind. Slowly, my anger and anxiety have grown and I think I’ve reached a point where I need to cut myself off from these people and handle my own issues.
A part of me feels guilty for feeling this way. Abandoning the people who depend on me as a listening ear and selfishly handling things for myself as they continue in their woes. I feel a sense of responsibility for other human beings and their well being. I’m not sure if that makes me a saint or a sucker.
Some are overwhelmed by my energy 🤷🏻♀️ I’m clearly not for everyone. And I’m okay with that.
The only criticism I’m willing to accept, is constructive. Anything else, you can keep to yourself.
If you can’t control yourself, how can you have control over anything else in your life.
People like to blame their mistakes on others because it makes the shame tolerable.
If you take pictures with jewelry, money or drugs; you’re obviously not accustomed to having any of those things in your possession on a regular basis. Stop it ✋🏽
If women posted their credentials instead of pics of tits and ass, social media wouldn’t be as popular.
Every time I get tested, I say a prayer. I know I’m not the only one. Don’t judge me.