This might be the most amazing, gorgeous thing I've seen all year.
Saturday
Thursday
The Love.
This was almost 2 years ago when we had no clue what true love even was. Now we know how to truly love through Christ. The love was strong then. You could only imagine it now. AND lets not ignore the fact the I told him I use to eat chalk and he just accepted that so easy. Lol. Lets be honest. Thats a lil weird. But he just.... Accepts me for me.
Wednesday
Turn On!
Talent turns me on.
Passion turns me on.
Art turns me on.
Being humble, turns me on.
A talented humble soul that is passionate about their art.
Turns me on.
Passion turns me on.
Art turns me on.
Being humble, turns me on.
A talented humble soul that is passionate about their art.
Turns me on.
Saturday
Giving Up is Against the Law!
Why give up on a dream? A dream that you've had your whole life. What are you gonna do in your spare time once you've given up a life dream. Live your life with no goals or direction? Where is the satisfaction in that? What do you build you perseverance on? For anyone who has ever wanted to give up on a dream, I say to you this. Giving up is against the law. And once you give up you put yourself in prison. Held back and in bondage by your own mind. Captured by what you think cant happen. Don't give up. Believe.
Friday
Tunnel Vision
I have a vision. A dream. A purpose. At the end of this long tunnel I see where I want to go. And I wont let anyone or anything get in my way. I cant look behind me at my past. And there is no other course. I cant look to the side because God has built walls of wisdom and faith to keep any obstacles from touching me. All I see is ahead. My journey. And I will always keep going....
Noelle "Lizzy B" Bush
Put in my life for a season. But forever in my heart for a lifetime.Her dream is a bit like mine. The whole "touching hearts and being fly" thing.But she has a way of her own. A different voice.A different impact to make.Just a way with things that only she can explain. But she does know,That she needs to change a life. Even if its just one. A vision she sees that she's putting forth into a reality. Her magazine speaks for itself...
http://www.wix.com/thededicationmagz/2011#!
So GO!
Fighting with Myself.
When im all mad at him.
Then he be like "Come here."
And i be like "NO!"
And i be dead serious.
And he be like "So what, You mad now?"
But I dont answer that question cause I know he know
Im mad and its OBVIOUSLY silent treatment time.
Then he has THE NERVES!!! to get up and just stare at me all close.
In my head im like...
"I wish he would get out my face AND stop touchin me"
A.K.A
"Dont look at his face cause his gorgeous eyes are a trap
and his touch is kinda makin me weak."
Then I brush away cause he gets on my nerves.
And im still mad. Like seriously MAD FAREAL!
So he just doesnt talk to me cause I guess he did all he can do.
But actually he didnt.
Then we just kinda ignore each other.
10 mins past.
And he's like "You hungry?"
I say "No"
Im still mad but not really mad MAD, cause I kinda wanna cuddle.
Idk why I wanna cuddle cause Im suppose to be mad!
10 more mins past.
And he ask something else that i give a solid NO to.
And i wish he would stop askin me questions cause im tryna
be mad and he's making it hard.
So i throw a pillow at him.
And he throws one back.
And I laugh.
And I just wanna let him know that I hate missing him when we're sitting in the same room. And I make a mental pinky promise to myself, To never get mad again.
I always break those promises.
But I thank God he gave me someone that puts up with me.
Then he be like "Come here."
And i be like "NO!"
And i be dead serious.
And he be like "So what, You mad now?"
But I dont answer that question cause I know he know
Im mad and its OBVIOUSLY silent treatment time.
Then he has THE NERVES!!! to get up and just stare at me all close.
In my head im like...
"I wish he would get out my face AND stop touchin me"
A.K.A
"Dont look at his face cause his gorgeous eyes are a trap
and his touch is kinda makin me weak."
Then I brush away cause he gets on my nerves.
And im still mad. Like seriously MAD FAREAL!
So he just doesnt talk to me cause I guess he did all he can do.
But actually he didnt.
Then we just kinda ignore each other.
10 mins past.
And he's like "You hungry?"
I say "No"
Im still mad but not really mad MAD, cause I kinda wanna cuddle.
Idk why I wanna cuddle cause Im suppose to be mad!
10 more mins past.
And he ask something else that i give a solid NO to.
And i wish he would stop askin me questions cause im tryna
be mad and he's making it hard.
So i throw a pillow at him.
And he throws one back.
And I laugh.
And I just wanna let him know that I hate missing him when we're sitting in the same room. And I make a mental pinky promise to myself, To never get mad again.
I always break those promises.
But I thank God he gave me someone that puts up with me.
Why are you so weird?
You know I be thinking. I guess that's what I was given a brain for and such but listen. People ask me this craaaaaaaaaazzzy question. And i just dont understand it.
Why are you so weird?
See i really dont know how to answer that question. Because I dont know what truly makes people think of me as a weird person. I just feel like they judge what I do by what everybody else does and what the world has accepted as normal. But what they dont understand is this world is at an ALL TIME LOW. We're in a recession, our generation is brain washed, and the people that deserve dont receive. So WHY would I want to follow anything of this world? See I have morals. So I want to live up to those. Like I dont want to date a million dudes and have sex casually. I dont want to be drunk every time you see me. I want to stand for something and never fall. I cant do that by following what I see my neighbor do. What you do is for you and we'll see if that works for you. And i'll go my way and see if this works for me. Now I might not have the latest Jays but um I dont even wear Jays so im weird? And I hate going to the club, that music be so stupid to me so im weird? I'd rather learn how to make jewelry out of pottery then to hit up this spot and get wasted so im weird? If all that makes me weird i'll accept that because its me. My mother showed me what she did in life and all the struggles that came out of it. I wont follow that. I'll create my own path. Let God lead my journey. Do whatever I can to never be just a statistic. So s/o to all my weirdos. Create your own dream and live it.
Why are you so weird?
See i really dont know how to answer that question. Because I dont know what truly makes people think of me as a weird person. I just feel like they judge what I do by what everybody else does and what the world has accepted as normal. But what they dont understand is this world is at an ALL TIME LOW. We're in a recession, our generation is brain washed, and the people that deserve dont receive. So WHY would I want to follow anything of this world? See I have morals. So I want to live up to those. Like I dont want to date a million dudes and have sex casually. I dont want to be drunk every time you see me. I want to stand for something and never fall. I cant do that by following what I see my neighbor do. What you do is for you and we'll see if that works for you. And i'll go my way and see if this works for me. Now I might not have the latest Jays but um I dont even wear Jays so im weird? And I hate going to the club, that music be so stupid to me so im weird? I'd rather learn how to make jewelry out of pottery then to hit up this spot and get wasted so im weird? If all that makes me weird i'll accept that because its me. My mother showed me what she did in life and all the struggles that came out of it. I wont follow that. I'll create my own path. Let God lead my journey. Do whatever I can to never be just a statistic. So s/o to all my weirdos. Create your own dream and live it.
Wednesday
Martha Graham Inspired
”Dance is the hidden language of the soul.”
”Great dancers are not great because of their technique, they are great because of their passion.”
”Dance is communication, and so the great challenge is to speak clearly, beautifully, and with inevitability.”
”Some men have thousands of reasons whythey cannot do what they want to, when all they need is one reason why they can.”
”The body says what words cannot.”
”Great dancers are not great because of their technique, they are great because of their passion.”
”Dance is communication, and so the great challenge is to speak clearly, beautifully, and with inevitability.”
”Some men have thousands of reasons whythey cannot do what they want to, when all they need is one reason why they can.”
”The body says what words cannot.”
1 Corinthians 13: 4-8
4. Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
8. Love never fails.
8. Love never fails.
Monday
Amen.
Jesus I ask that you protect our soldiers, the men and women serving every day. Give them the strength to go another day. Give them the courage to fight for what they believe is right. May their families believe in you and your will and grace to keep their soldiers under your protection. May the Holly spirit be with each soldier each day. I love you Lord. Thank you for being who you are. In Jesus name i pray. Amen.
Sunday
On November 26.2011
This guy. A man. An amazing man of God. He got down on one knee. Because he saw in me so much potential that i couldnt even begin to see in myself. Out of every girl he has ever met, every girl he ran across. If we were all in line i had to be like the 19485767484757th one. He decided that I am that one soul that would complete him. That one that he knew in the back of his head, "Thats her". And now we start this journey. A beautiful journey with God as our guide, our dependent, our strength. Im like the mirror to his soul but a queen. So he gave me this.............
Dare to BE different.
Tell me when you're ready to do something that you've never seen done before. I'll back you up 100.
Jeffrey Cambell Footware.
These boots are made for walking and stopping you from talking mid sentence.
Tuesday
Friday
Maybe Life Has A Loop Hole
In my thoughts to breathe is the horizon to signing your life ,
If I couldn't walk in your footsteps even If there was one left
I guess It's easier enough to ride a bike ,
to realize I've been trained for everything I encountered ,
cried a million times without her, just for my pluse to scream even louder ,
and just expire enough to even sour ,
I know I lost a couple homies , and friends that forgot to know me ,
remember when things happened like memories in action ,
but I never even saved the pictures caption , but left it in my brain to imagine ,
It use to be that music that we'd tune in , girls would groove and then lose there perfume scent ,
party after party after another bad argument ,
and I'd hardly get to say sorry but I'm sorry I'm not innocent ,
relationships involve thinking and shit just call it battleship ,
whats this for just throw me over board because I can't handle it ,
packed in between the scene like cheese on sandwhiches ,
but just enough to manage it with superman covered bandages ,
sometimes the world we live in isn't always close to paradise ,
those moments sucked enough to bite you deep inside like parasites ,
stressed sometimes result to gettin high and focus on the calmness ,
I just hope I don't go nuts like almonds ,
I support success without a question ,
and love freedom of speech thats completely breathless ,
If only I could change the world enough to just get by ,
but life is like a video game and then you die.
By the bro Sean J
If I couldn't walk in your footsteps even If there was one left
I guess It's easier enough to ride a bike ,
to realize I've been trained for everything I encountered ,
cried a million times without her, just for my pluse to scream even louder ,
and just expire enough to even sour ,
I know I lost a couple homies , and friends that forgot to know me ,
remember when things happened like memories in action ,
but I never even saved the pictures caption , but left it in my brain to imagine ,
It use to be that music that we'd tune in , girls would groove and then lose there perfume scent ,
party after party after another bad argument ,
and I'd hardly get to say sorry but I'm sorry I'm not innocent ,
relationships involve thinking and shit just call it battleship ,
whats this for just throw me over board because I can't handle it ,
packed in between the scene like cheese on sandwhiches ,
but just enough to manage it with superman covered bandages ,
sometimes the world we live in isn't always close to paradise ,
those moments sucked enough to bite you deep inside like parasites ,
stressed sometimes result to gettin high and focus on the calmness ,
I just hope I don't go nuts like almonds ,
I support success without a question ,
and love freedom of speech thats completely breathless ,
If only I could change the world enough to just get by ,
but life is like a video game and then you die.
By the bro Sean J
Monday
Judging till Distruction
--A poem by Me--
So you think you have an idea so you feel as though you know but you dont.
She walks around with her head held high and such.
But you judge so you dont care as much.
When she leaves the public eye, Her head drops, there's a sigh.
To the blind eye she's alright.
But i see her hide inside, cry inside.
And im determined to find out why.
So i pray to the heavens above to let me walk in her shoes for one day and one night.
I wake up and i am her. i am in her. now its me apart of her.
I call us 'We'.
We wake up early 3:45am.
We say a prayer. We say amen.
We clean this house of seven bed rooms before the parents awake.
We cook and clean so everybody but 'We' can have a good day.
We rush out the house forschool as we wipe the tears away.
We feel as though school is a bitter sweet escape.
Because now we must fake.
The designer clothes creat an illusion that we're okay.
And we're content with the fact that people think we're better than everyone.
Because at home we dont exsist. We aint shit.
And its cool that dudes use 'We' just for our beauty. Its better than using our face just to hit.
And yeah we keep lookin in this mirror to maKe sure the make-up is covering the bruises.
It's cool that the girls hate us and say that we're cocky.
Its better than getting knocked to the floor as soon as we enter the door of our home. So use to it by now its not even shocking.
So as we lay down at night ipray to the heavens above that i am released from this girls body so i can help her.
Now its the next day and i cant wait to make a difference. But it seems as though she found a greater escape.
Between life and death she saw no difference.
*Are you judging till distruction? Do you know what somebody is really going through before you open your mouth and eyes to creat a image of who you think they are. Our struggles are so different. To you somebody might have all the riches in the world. But riches do not make the soul. Beauty does not make the heart. And neither give you life.*
So you think you have an idea so you feel as though you know but you dont.
She walks around with her head held high and such.
But you judge so you dont care as much.
When she leaves the public eye, Her head drops, there's a sigh.
To the blind eye she's alright.
But i see her hide inside, cry inside.
And im determined to find out why.
So i pray to the heavens above to let me walk in her shoes for one day and one night.
I wake up and i am her. i am in her. now its me apart of her.
I call us 'We'.
We wake up early 3:45am.
We say a prayer. We say amen.
We clean this house of seven bed rooms before the parents awake.
We cook and clean so everybody but 'We' can have a good day.
We rush out the house forschool as we wipe the tears away.
We feel as though school is a bitter sweet escape.
Because now we must fake.
The designer clothes creat an illusion that we're okay.
And we're content with the fact that people think we're better than everyone.
Because at home we dont exsist. We aint shit.
And its cool that dudes use 'We' just for our beauty. Its better than using our face just to hit.
And yeah we keep lookin in this mirror to maKe sure the make-up is covering the bruises.
It's cool that the girls hate us and say that we're cocky.
Its better than getting knocked to the floor as soon as we enter the door of our home. So use to it by now its not even shocking.
So as we lay down at night ipray to the heavens above that i am released from this girls body so i can help her.
Now its the next day and i cant wait to make a difference. But it seems as though she found a greater escape.
Between life and death she saw no difference.
*Are you judging till distruction? Do you know what somebody is really going through before you open your mouth and eyes to creat a image of who you think they are. Our struggles are so different. To you somebody might have all the riches in the world. But riches do not make the soul. Beauty does not make the heart. And neither give you life.*
Comfort.
I was never comfortable.
I am never comfortable.
I will never be comfortable.
The only comfort I have is in God.
But while here on this earth. There is no way. The one thing I have not been able to escape on this earth is the will to never settle. Now whether thats bad or good. I have yet to find out. I just cant get too comfortable with the people i know. I cant be comfortable with the city I live in. I cant find comfort in my job and I dont find comfort in my fashion. I cant find comfort in a promise. I dont find comfort in my mind. The only thing I find comfort in, complete comfort, is in GOD! I close my eyes and pray. And the world vanishes. And the comfort I find in God is enough. Enough to get me through, another day on this earth, where I am completely uncomfortable.
I am never comfortable.
I will never be comfortable.
The only comfort I have is in God.
But while here on this earth. There is no way. The one thing I have not been able to escape on this earth is the will to never settle. Now whether thats bad or good. I have yet to find out. I just cant get too comfortable with the people i know. I cant be comfortable with the city I live in. I cant find comfort in my job and I dont find comfort in my fashion. I cant find comfort in a promise. I dont find comfort in my mind. The only thing I find comfort in, complete comfort, is in GOD! I close my eyes and pray. And the world vanishes. And the comfort I find in God is enough. Enough to get me through, another day on this earth, where I am completely uncomfortable.
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Meet Me.
I’m the kind of girl who is quiet in large groups or around people I don’t know; you only see the real me if we’re close. I smile and laugh a lot, especially at the most inappropriate times. I’m a hopeless romantic. I trip over air, up stairs, and over people’s feet. I am the hardest person to offend, but it is all too easy to make me feel horrible. Im ALWAYS confused. I hate telling people about my problems; they don’t need to worry about me. I’m the one who listens to other people’s problems. Every moment is a moment to be FLY. I like to think of myself as a "G" I think i have the heart of one. I believe people should not be judged before one takes the time to get to know them. Everyone has a story I wanna hear. I love to think rather than talk. I’m awkward, clumsy, shy, strange..... but this is me. And thats the only person i could ever be.
Monday
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