Wait....what?
Life is hilarious. Always throwing curve balls at the most perfectly misplaced times... Which turn out to actually be the most strategically not misplaced or random times at all. Those curves always have a purpose. Whether you realize the message or not. People always say that you should "learn from others mistakes"... That you'll be "better off not finding out for yourself"... But does everyone have the same story? Especially, when it comes to love? Just because it doesn't work out for some people... Does that mean it won't work out for you? Or..Is it a "majority" thing? If the majority of people fail... Then by default you will fail too? Using your head over your heart? Is it the trial & error that makes up life? Or should you avoid error based on the outcome of others trials....
A Hendrix soul..
Not even 24 hours after publishing "Powered By Me" I stumbled across a quote by Jimmy Hendrix. He stated that he hated compliments because they are distracting. Fuckin ayyy mane😶
Powered by ME
It's funny how something being said by someone literally THOUSANDS of miles away can change your whole day/week/perspective. Thousands of miles... A measurement that I don't really even have a grasp on. Then..... One simple thought "I control my feelings" can CHANGE IT ALL. It's interesting how if something negative is said or done to me- I instantly brush it off & focus on all the positive around me. But if someone says or does something positive towards me... I hold onto it & cherish it. & NEVER forget it. Is that projection being used properly?!..... Shiny things are always fun to hold onto❤️
Leonardo DiCaprio
Would you like your change?
I’ve heard every 3 years a person changes drastically & which..I can agree. I don’t necessarily think that, deep rooted morals are going to dissolve or dissipate in 3 years… I guess, if you become addicted to a substance or wrapped up in a terrible relationship then you might lose your core. I’ve seen it happen to close friends of mine…. But, deep down..I also feel like they still have some grasp of right/wrong. One of my best friends growing up… We shall call her “Nicky”… Nicky was a petite blonde who was raised by her mother & had a younger sister close in age. Her dad was an addict, who wasn’t around much. She didn’t excel in school but she had lots of friends & was a great fellow cheerleader. I use to throw her in the air & would do whatever it took to make sure she didn’t EVER hit the ground. She was a compassionate person & had a full heart. She once got into a debate in class about abortion. She was totally against it & felt so strongly about it, she had to leave class to gather herself. We grew very close in high school… We started to party & chase boys. We’d stay out late & lie to our parents. I introduced her to the Mary-Jane💚 & we were both huge stoners. One summer day we went shopping & we both had plenty of $$ in our pocket… But, I decided I was just going to take the super cute sweater I wanted instead of paying for it…(more money for weed). Turns out… I got caught & got super grounded (learned my lesson) … I was grounded for the rest of the summer & after the incident, my Mom wasn’t fond of her & her Mom wasn’t too into me either. We didn’t see or talk to each other until the next school year. Within that time I had gotten serious with my boyfriend who was leaving for college (sucked) & she was still being a crazy party girl. She started hanging with some pretty careless people & ended up getting pregnant. That’s when the spiral started. Since she had her daughter… She has been up & down & all around. I heard from her Mom a couple years ago. She emailed me telling me that “Nicky” had over-dosed on heroin & that she had flat lined ….twice. Later, my brother sent me her mug shot for “soliciting” …. The last time I talked to her she told me “using - numbs her life & makes everything so much better” I worry for the day I will get a call that she did too much. I hate it. Point is. She knows it’s wrong. & somewhere deep down is the girl who stands up for her beliefs so strongly that she cries. Just not sure if she’ll ever express that side of her…. After 3 years, of her living her current lifestyle, passes…. Then another 3… & another…. Is she just a completely different person?



