life in genral
Saturday, January 30, 2021
It's in the past
Yeah only when it's your fuck up but if it's mine oh no it's forgiven but not forgotten. IIts never in the past cause we ain't learned from it so we still live it....over & over again
Thursday, October 15, 2020
Sight
Master oh master....why, why are you so stubborn? When we first met up in this life time I had "turned off" my sight. N boy I was so glad and had worked so hard at it too, you WILL never know. But alias just a few days after meeting you it's back & with a vengeance. But why did you bring it back and not only that encourage me to use it plus speak on my sights? Why if just for you to ignore? From day one (yes I'll admit park of me didn't want you to leave but that was cause I knew what I'd be missing 😍❤️xxx 😈) but still I wish you had listened. I called as I barely knew the 3 main excuses you would use not to get on that plane 🇦🇺. Still you did not listen even as what I said came to be. Hell had you gone Crystal would have joined you within the year and she'd be safe under your wings again. I never would have started working you blame yourself for. A lot people's lives would have been VERY different.
Saturday, September 5, 2020
Stupid talk
Don't know why I ever accepted that line "stupid talk" as an excuse, but no more. I have way forgive you but will never forget.
Sunday, July 19, 2020
Every time....harder
It gets harder every fucking time. I already wanna rip my hair outta my head for the he'll you go thru. It gets harder every time just to say goodnight n see you in the morning. It hurts so bloody bad, but I can not show my pain. That goes for all of you!
Saturday, July 18, 2020
Friday, July 17, 2020
freak out
Well my oldest is going thru what hopefully will turn out to be just a scare. But reguardless it will be the scare of her& my lifetime. We went to er yesterday to find out at the very least she has a cyst on her breast. Yeah....
Sunday, May 31, 2020
Vision
I've had this vision for awhile now....We are not done yet. Yes there will be a spilting of our paths (ways), but we shall meet again. When or where I could not begin to guess. To be continued in Guardian.
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