Candy

Like I had just told one of my beautiful followers..
Time is like a sour-patch kid..
first it's sour, then it gets sweet.
Patience kills but it is kind.

With being very fortunate..

The funny thing is..I have no idea who these "people" are; and that my friend is the beauty of it. Whether you like it or not, there are those "people" who happily feed off your misery, sadness, and frustration. But let me tell you this..there is no greater motivation and reason to be successful and happy. So here's a message to all those people who can't stand the fact that my life is at it's peak of awesomeness, good luck at trying to ruin everything great that's happening to me at this very moment.You may here rumors here and there from other "people" so go ahead, do your research and figure out whether or not it's true. You have every right to believe what you want to believe. Assume away.

I've truly been blessed with everything. Life is so good to me and I can not be any happier with it.

A beautiful thing..

How do you rid of something that doesn't want to leave? The nuisance of an itch that keeps coming back and every time it makes a round, you scratch some more only to worsen the wound. It's your mind battling what your heart feels and when that happens, what do you listen to? It's bad for you. It has only the best intentions with the worse consequences and in the end, you already know you're going to lose. So why go through all that trouble to receive the shit end of the fucken stick? Your old friend, Stubborn. The inability, let me rephrase that..YOUR own self refusal to let those life-changing memories go. Pick a course and stay on it. You can't put each leg in two different boats and expect to stay afloat. Fuck you, gravity.

QUESTION!

What the hell do people want to read about?
Tell me and I'll work on a couple.

My mind is so blank at the moment.