My mother just told me that I’m her. And with so much evidence to the fact I couldn’t even dispute it. Having kids with someone I know isn’t right. No motivation for life. I’m a mess. And it’s the scariest thing. Idk how to escape it. I wish the last 5 years shit 15 shit 22 years were a dream. I wish I was just now being born. Just now starting life. But I’m 22 years old n I’m utterly and lost n confused.
"I was the one who loved you even when you gave me thousands of reasons not to."
"Act my age?
What the fuck is that, “act my age”?
What do I care how old I am?
The Ocean is old as fuck.
It will still drown your ass with vigor."
"Nobody drinks a bottle of vodka for fun, and that’s a damn fact."
Social Media and My Children…
I no longer post pictures of my child on any outlet. Very rarely on instagram when I can’t take how cute she’s being. Lol. But after all I’ve seen and heard on the news of people finding your children’s location by a simple photo, I refuse! Hackers are indeed real and call me paranoid but with the amount of perverts in the world, I’m straightttt. So you will hear all about my Angels but you will not see them…. #nofacebook #noproblems
"As a child I never heard one woman say to me, “I love my body.” Not my mother, my elder sister, my best friend. No one woman has ever said, “I am so proud of my body.” So I make sure to say it to Mia, because a positive physical outlook has to start at an early age."
"Do not try to be pretty. You weren’t meant to be pretty; you were meant to burn down the earth and graffiti the sky. Don’t let anyone ever simplify you to just “pretty.”"
It’s been forever since I’ve been on here and let me just say… I need my tumblr fix. Here’s a quick update on my crazy life… My daughter’s father got out of prison in May. It’s been a roller coaster ride that’s for sure. We went from honeymoon stage to “married life” to being split up to being back together. We’re trying to work everything out because on top of our daughter, we are pregnant. Which is stressful in itself but even more so when he denies this baby at times. I got pregnant immediately when he got home. Which was 14 weeks ago. But according to my lmp I’m 16 weeks pregnant. You see the confusion. He doesn’t even try to understand. But I honestly have been faithful the whole 2 years he was gone. It’s frustrating… But I’m handling it. On top of that… my landlord who happens to be my uncle decided he wants to live in my house so he gave us the boot. 30 days to vacate. Blehhh.
"A beautiful day begins with a beautiful mindset. When you wake up, take a second to think about what a privilege it is to simply be alive and healthy. The moment you start acting like life is a blessing, I assure you it will start to feel like one."