This is what happens when I’m waiting for @norman_f_baker to go out . I find and write personal #inspiration in #calligraphy
Truth is… I rarely share anything with anyone when it comes to my thoughts, feelings, or what’s going on with me. If on the rare occasion I would happen to open up it’s either because I have a great deal of respect for you, got nothing but love for you, or there’s the slim chance that I may actually trust you.
I’m not always the best communicator unless I see someone in pain, whether that be physical or emotional. But, if I see or know someone in need I’ll do whatever is in my power to be there for them.
Family. What can I say? Some days I wish I had stayed in New York, but then I’d be missing out on watching my nieces and nephew grow up, and I wouldn’t get to see my Dad as often as I do. The dysfunctional crap I could certainly deal without.
For the most part that’s about it. There’s no need to share about the medical issues. No one wants to hear the truth. They just unfollow. Until things change and I can get out more, I suppose it’s going to be more posts that keep me in a positive place.
You asked for a truth. There’s a truth. Hope you enjoy your afternoon. -g
|—||L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables (via themarke)|
Strung together with cords of hope
Are words that captivate
Words that enlighten
Drawing hearts in perfect circles
Through loops of friendship
That tie our lives as perfect strangers,
Yet, I know you
Loyalty trust and transparency
No strings to pull
No strings attached
Sharing secrets without judgment
No fear of regret
Guided by instinct,
I trust you
A poetry collaboration :
Lzlabs in Italics
|—||note to self (via khadlja)|
|—||Anthony Robbins (via hocuspicus)|