Thursday, January 29, 2015

Listen to the Voice

тнєяє ʝѕ α νσι¢є ιиѕι∂є σf уσυ 
тнαт ωнιѕρєяѕ αℓℓ ∂αу ℓσиg,
"ι fєєℓ тнαт тнιѕ ιѕ яιgнт fσя мє, ι киσω тнαт тнιѕ ιѕ ωяσиg" 
иσ тєα¢нєя, ρяєq¢нєя, ραяєит, fяιєи∂ σя ωιѕємαи ¢αи ∂є¢ι∂є 
ωнαтѕ яιgнт fσя уσυ--- ʝυѕт ℓιѕтєи тσ
тнє νσι¢є тнαт ѕρєαкѕ ιиѕι∂є

The only way to be true is to be the best you.. 

Don't listen to what the world has to say, turn around and go your own way.

Each decision you make will help you accomplish each day.

No promises there will be good ones, no doubt there will be bad. 

But wherever life takes you, just be glad. 

Where ever you end up is where you're suppose to go, so don't complain and put on a big show.


If someone tells you you're wrong, just remember you are right.

It may not be what they want, but do what you think is right.

Be with people who know your true worth, you don't need too many people to be happy. 
Just a few genuine ones who appreciate you for who you are.

Never put your key to happiness in someone else's pocket. 

ⒷⒺ ⓎⓄⓊ 

Colorful Goodness

ⒸⓇⒶⓎⓄⓃⓈ


Ⓒolorful
Ⓡainbow
Ⓐrtsy
Ⓨoung
Ⓞily
Ⓝeverforget

Wouldn't it be terrible? 

Wouldn't it be sad?
 
If just one single color was the color that we had? 
If everything was purple? 
Or red? Or blue? Or green? 

If yellow, pink or orange was all that could be seen?

Can you just imagine how dull the world would be if just one single color was all we got to see?
 


The many screams from mom and the magic eraser are apart of the daily routine. 

You can never take these memories away from me. 

A little kid wants to be free and the best way for that is let them create a picture of  what they want to be. 

Crayons were a childhood memory for me and all of you need to let it be. 

Still to this day I get carried away, while in church I steal kids crayons and play. 

Crayons. 
Crayons. 
Crayons.

Be creative with crayons. 

The options are limitless... 



Friday, January 23, 2015

I Am Me

I am in my "bubble" being pampered and treated like a Princess

 Its usually about me.

I am not perfect. I have been hurt. But will not be used again.
Life has been both good and bad.
But its mine.

What next? Don't make me do anything. I decide what I want. What makes me happy? Things that sparkle, a clean room, soft sheets, shopping, puppies, romance, and babies.

Almost an adult.

It's my time but what is right for me? I want the perfect life. Is that too much to ask?

Independence...

Do I listen to what the world says, or do I follow my inner voice that tells me I am so much more.

I know where I come from. It doesn't matter what others think. I decide who I will be and what makes me happy. I am beautiful but happiness is fleeting.

How can it stay? It flies away like a butterfly. Do i dance in the rain and feel it splash in my face? That makes me happy.

Feeling clean and free.

I love to sing at the top of my lungs, and dance to my own beat. Who cares if they make fun of me because I am not as good as I think I am. I don't care!

I am me.

What are these things I wear on my body that are so important? A statement? A form of creativity? Or something that gives me attention? Style is fun and beautiful and makes me happy.

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. I am beautiful without makeup, but the process changes me. I am happy when I shop, but how important is money?

It can't buy me happiness? My happiness comes from being me.

Working hard and finding someone to share my life with. Creating Joy.

With each new thought and decision that I make I am becoming my best self, whatever that is.

I like me.



THIS IS ME.