Lost in thoughts
Thoughts of you
You’re a dream that came true
You’re so sweet and so kind
You’re so sexy you blow my mind
Meeting you was such a blessing
I never knew what I was missing
How I wish I had you here to kiss
Can’t wait to see you again Chris
I am currently dating a man named Chris. He is a total sweetheart. If you are crying right now about someone leaving your life or thinking that you are invisible-don’t. Remember that the Universe is taking care of you. God loves you so much he moves the wrong people out of your life. Be patient and trust. Don’t put yourself down but wipe your tears and stand before the mirror. Get to know that person staring back at you. You matter. You are beautiful even if others don’t see you that way. Remember someone better is coming. It’s a journey and it starts with you. Trust me I have been there. It will only keep getting better. First learn to truly love yourself. Start today. Start right now.
With all my love from Brooklyn
I am blocked and don’t know what to write about
I sit and ponder and still I am in doubt
Should I write about this or that?
Perhaps a tale about my cat?
Or maybe about my job?
Or that bitchy snob?
Scratch that I’ll write about love
Because that’s better than all the above
Signing off Guady G
In the place to be
Go ahead and walk away! I don’t care for what you have to say. I am beautiful and I am great! I am done with all your hate!
Your cruel words slide to the floor. They no longer hurt me at my core. I’m not a minus. I am a plus!
You stupid mirror I’m walking away. No more self-criticism for today!
How many times do we feel pain caused by own self loathing? Nothing hurts more than not liking who you see in the mirror. It takes a lot of self introspection to get to the point where you are excited about yourself.
Having been a victim of bullying may make it more difficult. Having had parents that constantly criticized and used demeaning words certainly can take a toll on one’s soul as well.
So how do you get to that point? Meditation helps. Motivational videos/books also help. Psychotherapy helps explore your mind with the guidance of a trained individual. There are varying schools of thought so if one doesn’t work out then try another. You are worth it! You matter!
It also takes practice so go ahead and look in the mirror and tell yourself “I love you! You matter!”
With much love I send you good vibes and many hugs from Brooklyn.
You are beautiful despite your faults!
Your heart will heal despite the assaults!
Forgive! Let go!
Love! Just love!
Take my hand and lets walk this land
Although it feels you are alone with your pain and that no one cares- you are wrong! There is always someone that cares. Just open your eyes and take notice. Look in the mirror because that person staring back at you loves you so much. The evolved you knows that whatever you are going through shall pass. You are a survivor. You are blessed and you are loved. Sending good vibes and hugs from Brooklyn.
You left not right! I’m left to write. Please right your wrong! Don’t want to write of your rites!
I was wronged so I am right. I was left so I am right. You left not right. I have the right to write.
You, yes you
Ignite my firecracker
Let’s start our own fireworks.
Let’s make it heated and explosive
Well, what are you waiting for?
It’s the 4th of July.
Celebrate today with loved ones. So happy I’m off from work. Let’s make today fun.
With much love
Fountain Pen: Let my words glide down that rough texture of yours. Let them smoooooth you! Let them groove all over you!
Paper: Oh, Parker I’m so thirsty for your wet pen. Come on glide yourself on me!Tantalize me with your words but don’t let any of them be uncouth. Empower me with your barrel and nib. Go ahead write on me!
Fountain Pen: Oh I’m dripping my ink so ready to imprint my point on you right now. I’m going to write and write on you like no one has written before. Maybe I might even etch on you! Get ready!
Rough Paper: I’ve been waiting my entire length for this moment! Come smoooooth me real good. Write on me! Etch on me! Go ahead press that point of yours real hard that you tear me in places. I’m an old paper and my surface is rough. It’s so rough that I’m stable and tough! Oh yes!
Fountain Pen: Oh, Paper, Pape, Pape!
Rough Paper: Yes Pen, Pen , oh PEN!
Don’t think of a pen as a mere instrument for it speaks. Let its words be heard as it writes on your paper! Creativity! You are the creator! Have a wonderful day.
Shout out to Bryan Lunsford my latest follower. You are strong thus your life will be long.
Twisted Thoughts you inspire me to be more spicy with my writing. Thank you.
Hugs from Brooklyn