Brunette locks. Gold shocks. Air pressure on tilt. Need water. Looking slightly wilt-ed. Warm and comfy bundled inn my homemade quilt from miscellaneous scrap material pieces. To me a treasure like the family kieshla. Kinda an inside secret. A stunning family heirloom. Memories to surely leave you speechless. Moved back to the town.. Had to learn to turn my frown upside down. It’s a hard knock life. Your never fully dressed without a smile for sure and for me my smile happens to be my sword. Every night I’m on me knees.. Praying to the Lord. Please God wont you save me! I surrender.. Done with my kicking and screaming. My star is beginning to brighten. Damn that I’m beaming. Eating. Appetite is back. Give me a few more months.. Between that and HOT A$$ Yoga.. I’m bout to be stacked. ALL coming full circle. This was a hell of a test. I was a hell of a mess. Oh me oh my.. Life has been a fight. ALL adding to my story. Glory. Sun-dance kid. Missionary. Visionary. Sworn in to secrecy. HUSH hush.. baby. You better not say a word. ha-HA-ha-HA-ha Were coming for you. Door number two. Running through. Shiny lights. Taking flights. Mesmerized. By my skull-cap and contact eyes. shy. ALIVE. Blue eyes tonight.. Shiny Golden high-lights. Snow-white wrangler. Hard top. Coming through. Edgy. crystal clear. blunt free. AHCHOO! bless me. bless me. Life in the fast lane. Carpool lane. Riding dolo. With a crazy team. Powder puff cream puffs. Popping Rolo’s. Pit stop – Me and Ms. Molly.. Feeling real jolly. Pollinating. Politicking. Time. No ticking. Whispers of love.. Passed to my sisters. Triplicity. Tinkerbell casting spells.. Fairy dust.. glitter. designer skin shimmer. glow angels with halos on tilt. Motivated by the best. Quadruplicating our quest. Wont stop. Don’t know how to stop. Tried to take me down.. a very windy road. Cut throat. Nearly washed away by the stormy coast. Giving up ALL flesh. Alive and Dead. Hard to rest. No more roast. Sleep in bed alone. Holding my ground. Protecting my throne. I see you.. seeing me. I got a royal flush.. ALL hearts. Am I bluffing? Are you brave enough to call me? I’m ALL in. Get the fuck outta here.
Well, here I am. It’s me. I most always have a lot to say! As of today… It’s just all about saying it the right way. If there ever is a right way..? Is there? Or do you not just say it.? People have a hard time accepting the truth. The truth will truly set you free!
There is so much more to come.. Thank you for subscribing to my blog. You probably will not be disappointed. However, there are times when you may want to be sitting. So, you do not get blown away! xoxo me
Everyone (seriously) asks me this same question…? “Who are you Hold Card?” Well… I am on my journey figuring that out myself actually. Do you ever really know who you are? Can you find yourself? I believe so. With time. With ??? That is the part I’m still missing.
It’s me here, just me.. Maybe not the same old me.. A mix of sorts. A little girl (trapped in this woman’s body), A sexy ass woman (trapped in this scared little girls body), A crazy impatient oh so loving and loving so hard and so real that I am completely out of control most of the time.
I LOVE loving. I HATE losing. Especially someone. Every someone is the something that continues to make “me” want to continue to wake up and breathe day after day. Yes, that for me is also a challenge. As of right now..
Maybe I don’t want to make myself known. Maybe I’m not ready.. Maybe you already know who I am. Maybe, just maybe… I am just so tired.. and want to speak freely, openly about the catastrophe of this thing we call life or some the Matrix.
The one thing I do know for sure is.. my reality is so real. That all I can do is to give it to REAL.