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Oh don't mind me, I've just been avoiding my workload and burying my head in the sand. Stuck in a rut? More like a mine fill of self doubt smashing into a wall of empty exhaustion. Burnt out? Babe who isn't?! But ambition ain't free and the hustle is in the next tax bracket so it's time to pick myself up and get back on the grind 💅 Feel free to join me 😉 #TRUETINGTHURSDAY
You open up your heart and let them into your life
You tell them your darkest secrets and deepest desires
And they promise to never leave. They promise to stay
But one day you wake up and they're gone, taking with them a little piece of your heart; the very one you need to survive. But then again, you always figure out a way to survive
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Artist: Unknown (if you happen to know the artist, please let me know to credit)
Last night I finished reading the #SmartMoneyWoman book by @smartmoneyarese I recommend all ladies to purchase it! I've been calling and in fact hounding all my girlfriends to get it. Without giving too much away the book is educational, transparent, easy to read, humorous and relatable. For anyone who wants to grow in their career, create a financial portfolio, strengthen their personal finance and also understand how to be a strategic and effective at planning and managing then this book is for you. I finished the book within 24 hours! Thank you for writing a great book!
"I realized after my Mother, you love me the most. I tend to realize that your showering of love .. is more than a gf. Like a best friend, when i need help . Some times you turn into a elder sister, when you advice me . A companion that holds my hand to cherish good times and go through bad times. I have taken you for granted . And honestly I have been missing you after our last meet. I love you"
Crush is on a trip, he looks so happy as my heart drops like a stone in a river, the more we share our lives, the further away we are from each other, one like away, one inbox, one tick away, one follow away, but it's as if we are 2 continents apart.
Without my regular consistent stalking of you, I wouldn't have known of your bald head popping up in front of the plane fixtures and furniture and perhaps instead of envy and self -pity taking over me, it would have been joy and peace for having been part of this;
I could have sealed the trip with kisses, blessings and held hands till our destination.
Pictures abound of ourselves and don't forget breaking bread with you among other things 😉
Have matching his and hers that keep others guessing.
Never ending sunsets, sunrises shared over cuddles and cocoa with fantasies, fears confessed over bonfires and beer.
Looking back on memories ,marveling over the souvenirs and photos that we have pooled so far.
Yes this could be us, but life has s funny way of giving us the same dream in different ways, who can complain much when u get what you need huh?. We are ticking destinations off one dream at time, enjoy your trip
You start your day like your regular routine, but something’s amiss. You realize this, but maybe you just don’t have the energy to investigate. Your bus is late, your favourite coffee seems to have lost taste too. It’s the same birds chirping, but the tunes appear grim. You see them soaring the skies every day, but today feels like they are searching for an escape too. You’re watching people doing their thing, but if someone asks, “what did you just see?”, then you will be blank, because your mind was elsewhere.
Something’s amiss. Yeah.
(P.S- I am not a pessimist, it’s just that I don’t believe in overrated optimism.
I would prefer being called the muse of realist writing, than the master of sugarcoating)
what is it that stops me — spindly old branches,
reaching beyond their trunks
for my vibrance, in envy, in spite —
what do they want my words for?
leaves to decorate
their creaking emptiness
in the fading winter's wind?
they shall not have them,
for they are mine,
and the emptiness they decorate
and the choice for them to live or die
i am not afraid to declare this,
that i am overseer of these words' freedom, and if they shall be released
it will be through my power;
and if they shall be caged
it will be through my fear.
when the dead trees
grabbing at the way
i flow like a river of life,
i will say, this current is mine.
its rhythm will nourish you —
not now, not tomorrow,
but when we both know it's time.
your branches may weep
and cry out for life
but your roots trust in spring.
this is how you of the earth
without being a stream.