I had an interesting thought today, nothing unique or different. Nothing that hasn’t been spoken, or written, or sung. Of course, it’s about love. As of late, I let go of a love in my life. It hasn’t been easy, and it probably won’t be okay for a while, but I know in my heart I did the right thing. It hasn’t been good between us for a long time, I just had been the one to face it head-on. I took the step that neither of us wanted to take because we had gotten comfortable. But it wasn’t right anymore. Continue reading “We Live for Love”
Soulmate’s.. real or not real?
I don’t think I believe in soul mates to the sense that there is one person out there to complete me. What does that mean anyway? That I am not enough? That I’m not complete without a significant other by my side? It’s a lot of pressure to put on a person if you ask me. A guy is supposed to fit every specification that I have set for them? One guy is supposed to do all of that? Seems impossible, and it’s set every relationship up for failure if you ask me.
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I want someone to tell me my prophecy. I want someone to just give me an idea of what is next for me. Maybe that would give me some direction in my life. I could use some direction. I want to find out what my calling is in life. Is it just writing? Is it to be a mother? Or just to float around for the rest of my existence? That last question was very dramatic I know, that’s something you will learn about me. I have three sisters, and I am very dramatic. Yes, that was me blaming the dramatics of my life on them. They taught me everything I know.
Continue reading “Some Direction, Please!”
I have started writing a book! Not just a book, I started writing a book series!!!! I am so excited about this; I don’t think I have ever been so excited about anything. I have wanted to write books since I was ten years old! I wrote stories all the time as a kid. I lost my way from writing books because I always thought that it wasn’t something realistic. But I have gotten feedback from family and friends, and I got to say they are some of my harshest critics. I think they really like the story plot! They have said so themselves that they love it! I have written out the first five chapters and have already written out the ending of each book (four by the way) I just need to come up with the world of the book. It’s a fantasy book based on a royal family struggling to gain back rule of their kingdom after a man steals it from them.
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Being alone sucks. It’s scary and not fun in the slightest. My pain in my butt boyfriend has deserted me for ten days for the holidays and took my puppies with him, and now I’m alone. Though it is sort of kind of my fault why he went up to his dad’s so early for Christmas vacation. I got him and his dad an early Christmas gift to a Falcons game. They haven’t been to a game together since he was a little kid so I thought that would be so fun. Stupid me, I was like “Oh it’s fine! You’ll have fun until I can come up on the 24th!” I forgot one teeny, tiny little detail and that is I hate being by myself. It literally freaks me out. He left the 15th, and it has been my own personal hell.
Continue reading “Overactive Imagination…”
This weekend had to be one of the best weekends I have had in a long time. Over the weekend I went to Atlanta to visit family, and we went to go see Ed Sheeran, which was amazing by the way. The skills that man has on the guitar are unbelievable! He killed it the entire show! He even improvised a couple of songs on there. Of course, we were up in the nosebleed seats, but it was totally worth it.
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When you are eighteen, fresh out of high school you think you have everything planned out. Or you have nothing planned out and can’t wait to start making plans. Well, I was the one that thought I knew everything. I was going to get my degree in English, become a writer, writing amazing bestseller books or become an editor for a publishing company or newspaper. Oh, if only I could meet eighteen-year-old me. I would laugh right in her face a shake her out of her stupidity.
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