A "lyrical poem" (aka song lyrics) about being at a junction in your life, figuring out which way to go, and of course powering through it. Enjoy! Last Modified 1-31-15
She took a walk one day
Under the beautifully dark midnight bay
In order to say “how meaningful is today?”
While waking up each day to take a chance at life!
With the street on her feet
And the world in broad vision
She’s taking a chance in the windy city,
Where goals and wishes and dreams can come alive
It’s time to move forward right now…
Growing up is an endless battle
Living life through challenge’s lenses
With exploring the skies as a massive place
It’s time to brightly shine right now…
She said that anyone can do anything you immerse your full self into…
Even if some steps are missed you can still make forward progress
But once those crossroads are met in full force
Between a dream and toxic wasteland it’s better to stay on course
Just find out where to drive
And make sure quitting never ever happens (happens, happens)
Conquer the crossroads, conquer the crossroads...
How do you walk along and win the game?
When your current path feels all fogged up
And you try to clean it up and pray that it will shine
Don’t let yourself get eaten by fear
Don’t let yourself get swallowed by haters
Don’t tell yourself you’re less than what you really are
Just continue on forward and conquer those crossroads all day! (all day, all day)
Continuing down the strip of pride
While she’s trying to glide with lots of stride
It’s time to strut your stuff right now!
(down the rainbow road)
You can only succeed by being bold and brave
As she holds her humble heart upon her sleeve
It’s steadily transforming at life’s junction signs
Becoming the beautiful lion she strives to be
Prancing through the master stage
It’s time to level up right now!
But at those junction signs
*screams* What to do? What to do?
What the fuck do I do?*
Just keep moving forward
It’s time to be decisive
And not get trapped in life’s loops
It’s time to start living right now!
Conquer the crossroads (x 4)
And then she asks,
How do you walk along and win the game?
When your current path feels all fogged up
And you try to clean it up and pray that it will shine
Don’t let yourself get eaten by fear
Don’t let yourself get swallowed by haters
Don’t tell yourself you’re less than what you really are
Just continue on forward and conquer those crossroads all day! (all day, all day)
Just continue on forward and conquer those crossroads all day! (all day, all day)
Just never give up and keep on going and conquer those crossroads for life!
Thursday, September 25, 2014
Sunday, September 21, 2014
Miso Soup Recipe
1/3 cup dashi miso paste (I usually go to an Asian food mart to get this)
4 cups water
3 chopped green onions (or ¼ cup chopped red onion if you run out of green onions or don’t like them)
3 large (the “big squares”) nori sheets (or 2 small packages of nori sheets)
1 cup firm tofu, cut into about ¼ inch cubes and patted to dry with a paper towel
1 tsp soy sauce
¼ tsp garlic powder
¼ tsp ground ginger
1 cup fresh spinach
Salt/pepper to taste
4 cups water
3 chopped green onions (or ¼ cup chopped red onion if you run out of green onions or don’t like them)
3 large (the “big squares”) nori sheets (or 2 small packages of nori sheets)
1 cup firm tofu, cut into about ¼ inch cubes and patted to dry with a paper towel
1 tsp soy sauce
¼ tsp garlic powder
¼ tsp ground ginger
1 cup fresh spinach
Salt/pepper to taste
Directions
Add all ingredients into a medium saucepan and simmer for about 10 minutes or until done (right before it starts to boil). Make sure the miso has dissolved and isn’t lumpy. Prep time is about 10 minutes and this soup serves 4-6. Enjoy!
Add all ingredients into a medium saucepan and simmer for about 10 minutes or until done (right before it starts to boil). Make sure the miso has dissolved and isn’t lumpy. Prep time is about 10 minutes and this soup serves 4-6. Enjoy!
Thursday, September 18, 2014
Good Riddance Evil Shadow Monster
That moment when you have the strong desired to love and be loved, but struggle to not be held back by your past... until you get swept away by love itself... in poem form... enjoy!
Walking along the glitters of life,
As you’re searching for your own buried treasures and unfolding mysteries,
The time has come to slam the door behind you from the shadow monster and never turn around…
Until he decides to creep up from behind at his own free will…
In which, you give him the finger and vanish to happy town!
The day of liberation has arrived
And prompted an integral epiphany...
To fly free from your home which is tainted by those who are supposed to be there for you...
Who apparently call themselves your family and only are because you didn't have a choice...
As they only throw your heart and soul into the ground and stomp on it in the same way you kill an ant from under your shoe...
Because a world of hurt has once consumed you as you now trust no one..
You tell yourself it's not your fault when everyone else tells you it is
Where in reality, those who place the blame are bullies only searching for bragging rights to boost their feigning power levels...
As for the others who "claim" to be your allies have transformed into foes only backstab you to their utmost advantage…
Which sucks the vigor from your will and sends you into a shameful spiral like a darkness spell you accidentally cast upon yourself…
If the people in your life are setting forth on their journeys to destroy you, why would you want to come with them?
It's not ok to be treated like that and don't say you're sorry!
Why do you feel desperate enough to follow along their dreadful path just because you don’t want to be alone anymore?
It's not ok to be seen as an animal and don't tell them you feel bad...
The sorrowful feelings of loneliness on a daily basis creep up and down your spine like how a drink rises and falls from your straw…
It's NOT your fault and don't listen to their words which should mean nothing to you...
And when that drink is finished, you’re left with nothing again…
Except for the need to fight fear’s viruses which engulf your heart and soul as the parasites suck your insides dry…
It's YOUR world, and you don't deserve this!
The storms from your eyes are unleashed…
The screams from your heart are cast into the pink starry sky
As an integral epiphany is born…
Such an integral vision comes alive...
That everyone is worthy and deserving of love…
In the same way a grey and white kitten can randomly meander by your side and steal your heart instantaneously,
And the past is the past and only belongs in the backwards path to never ever return...
Stop thinking about it, it's time to move forward!
The shadow monster is gone now leave him be!
He belongs locked up now leave him there
Because he is only a figment of your imagination and will never be real like Boo the Ghost in the Mario games!
And the now is yours!
It is time for you to let go…
It is time for you to let yourself drop into that portal and stop fucking hanging on to that tree branch behind you…
Just let go!
And let the power of love guide you through the rainbow road
As it takes away the pain
And puts your pesky past to shame!
You are now free to let the wings of love carry you into heaven’s arms!
Thank you kitten for restoring the light behind those olive green eyes of mine!
Oh, and fuck you shadow monster!
And now, you shall carry your honorable journeys onward to the fun-filled adventureland of awesomeness!
Walking along the glitters of life,
As you’re searching for your own buried treasures and unfolding mysteries,
The time has come to slam the door behind you from the shadow monster and never turn around…
Until he decides to creep up from behind at his own free will…
In which, you give him the finger and vanish to happy town!
The day of liberation has arrived
And prompted an integral epiphany...
To fly free from your home which is tainted by those who are supposed to be there for you...
Who apparently call themselves your family and only are because you didn't have a choice...
As they only throw your heart and soul into the ground and stomp on it in the same way you kill an ant from under your shoe...
Because a world of hurt has once consumed you as you now trust no one..
You tell yourself it's not your fault when everyone else tells you it is
Where in reality, those who place the blame are bullies only searching for bragging rights to boost their feigning power levels...
As for the others who "claim" to be your allies have transformed into foes only backstab you to their utmost advantage…
Which sucks the vigor from your will and sends you into a shameful spiral like a darkness spell you accidentally cast upon yourself…
If the people in your life are setting forth on their journeys to destroy you, why would you want to come with them?
It's not ok to be treated like that and don't say you're sorry!
Why do you feel desperate enough to follow along their dreadful path just because you don’t want to be alone anymore?
It's not ok to be seen as an animal and don't tell them you feel bad...
The sorrowful feelings of loneliness on a daily basis creep up and down your spine like how a drink rises and falls from your straw…
It's NOT your fault and don't listen to their words which should mean nothing to you...
And when that drink is finished, you’re left with nothing again…
Except for the need to fight fear’s viruses which engulf your heart and soul as the parasites suck your insides dry…
It's YOUR world, and you don't deserve this!
The storms from your eyes are unleashed…
The screams from your heart are cast into the pink starry sky
As an integral epiphany is born…
Such an integral vision comes alive...
That everyone is worthy and deserving of love…
In the same way a grey and white kitten can randomly meander by your side and steal your heart instantaneously,
And the past is the past and only belongs in the backwards path to never ever return...
Stop thinking about it, it's time to move forward!
The shadow monster is gone now leave him be!
He belongs locked up now leave him there
Because he is only a figment of your imagination and will never be real like Boo the Ghost in the Mario games!
And the now is yours!
It is time for you to let go…
It is time for you to let yourself drop into that portal and stop fucking hanging on to that tree branch behind you…
Just let go!
And let the power of love guide you through the rainbow road
As it takes away the pain
And puts your pesky past to shame!
You are now free to let the wings of love carry you into heaven’s arms!
Thank you kitten for restoring the light behind those olive green eyes of mine!
Oh, and fuck you shadow monster!
And now, you shall carry your honorable journeys onward to the fun-filled adventureland of awesomeness!
Friday, September 12, 2014
Remembrance
Remember, remember, this unfortunate day in infamy as I reflect how I think September 11 should be represented and turned my feelings into a short poem. Enjoy!
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Remember…
The once prided towers that stood tall upon us in New York…
The once buzzing state was morphed into a grey, desolate wasteland
As no one forgets where they were that day…
The once prided towers that stood tall upon us in New York…
The once buzzing state was morphed into a grey, desolate wasteland
As no one forgets where they were that day…
September 11, 2001…
A once normal day morphed infamous and marked dismally by the history books
Recorded how beauty was again struck by terrible tragedies from terror…
A once normal day morphed infamous and marked dismally by the history books
Recorded how beauty was again struck by terrible tragedies from terror…
With the world being at half-staff like a somber flag
We don’t just remember all the tears that were shed,
Those who have fallen,
And those who made the ultimate sacrifice,
But we thank our beautiful county for everything that we have
While we stand tall in prayer as the grey is continuously repainted!
We don’t just remember all the tears that were shed,
Those who have fallen,
And those who made the ultimate sacrifice,
But we thank our beautiful county for everything that we have
While we stand tall in prayer as the grey is continuously repainted!
Remember…
Just because there are several days in the books where the world sheds a tear,
We need to take a moment and say thank you…
Thank you for making the ultimate sacrifice in order to pave the way for our dreams to be brought to life!
Just because there are several days in the books where the world sheds a tear,
We need to take a moment and say thank you…
Thank you for making the ultimate sacrifice in order to pave the way for our dreams to be brought to life!
Thank you for volunteering your time to better the quality of life while expecting nothing in return!
And thank you for going out of your way to make freedom ring while it should be seen as a luxury to be more grateful for…
Freedom needs to be appreciated and not be taken for granted
Which is why instead of taking this day to only shed a tear of sadness,
We should cry tears that represent the vigor in our soldiers whose blood was shed to keep us united in light of these terrible tragedies.
Because no matter what,
We will never back down,
We will never stay down,
And we will spend this day celebrating that we’re being repainted and constantly mending our wounds instead of being something that was grey for a brief moment in time…
Which is why instead of taking this day to only shed a tear of sadness,
We should cry tears that represent the vigor in our soldiers whose blood was shed to keep us united in light of these terrible tragedies.
Because no matter what,
We will never back down,
We will never stay down,
And we will spend this day celebrating that we’re being repainted and constantly mending our wounds instead of being something that was grey for a brief moment in time…
Remember…
This day… where evil fiends have unsuccessfully stripped us of our pride
While we continue to stand and unite higher than our fallen towers…
This day… where evil fiends have unsuccessfully stripped us of our pride
While we continue to stand and unite higher than our fallen towers…
Wednesday, September 10, 2014
Super Short Flash Fiction Stories
All in a sentence or so! I will keep adding more as I think of them and I'd later like to put graphics with all of these. For now, here goes!
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As the tides turned, the light cracked from the clouds, and thus, she was saved!
Suicide Prevention Day 2014
With being a strong advocate of promoting well being, To Write Love on Her Arms, and suicide prevention, today is the day where we come together and light a candle in the window to spread awareness that love is the greatest medicine and that there are people more than willing to help you... which can even lead to saving lives. Below is a poem I wrote in honor of this day, called "Love is the Ultimate Medicine"!
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When our heartbeats become one
And the connections come to fruition,
We stand with a yellow ribbon over our hearts
With a brightly burning candle in the window…
As the flames are lit,
Which extinguish stigma, intolerance, and false judgments,
The world can beautify the light which always shine at the end of the tunnel
As the life-consuming desperate desires for the end melt away…
Prevention is the goal of awareness
And with love being the ultimate medicine,
It is time to share the antidote
And show everyone how yellow is the color of a joyful smiley face!
Monday, September 8, 2014
Liberation from Toxicity
No one wants to be in an environment that is detrimental to their well being... I basically wrote, in super deep spoken word poem form, how I am managing to escape from and get rid of all of the toxic people and places in my life and rise to the top like how people do in their dreams. Enjoy!
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It was the day that plenty of us have hungered for…
Miles and miles of hard work was poured towards the ideal future that we've invested years of our lives working towards…
It was the day you walked across that stage to receive the most expensive and invaluable piece of paper that has ever been placed into your hands…
Even if you wanted to be one of those everybodies who coasts their way though the experience while wasting away your existence being a part of the crowding the humid atmosphere…
Following the bandwagon with a cig in one hand and a shot in the other, the typical everybodies celebrate the weekend consists of "living it up" while in retrospect, you're doing absolutely nothing…
The day where glory is received while prancing down the stage of a runway, shaking your professor's hands, is supposed to be a rite of passage into the positive forthcomings of how to make life something fruitful instead of bland…
This day was the day where ambition turned to fruition,
Tuition turned into decisions,
And decisions turn into the crossroads that are encountered as you dance through the pathways of the liberation that your mouth has been watering for…
Unfortunately for some, the aforementioned liberation is from the pool of blood that's been consuming your life causing 23 years of pain…
23 years of feeling ashamed just to be in your own body…
And 23 years of silently crying yourself to sleep at night after being told you're too fat to be a success…
You feel sorry for yourself as your family claims that the rolls on your stomach define who you are as a person,
When in fact, it's not your outer shell that determines whether or not you're a pure of heart, but it's the positive aura within your inner core and the contents in your brain that project a vibe onto the outer world to where people make their judgements towards you…
Several attempts later, you encounter your guru who guides you to your designated formula for weightloss...
The more the forumla is proven to be accurate, the more it seems like that's the only positive thing your family has to say because the rolls have been pushed off the table and they're not looking at what they saw as a giant blob anymore...
They don't see anything more than an outer shell as the perception is lacked to look past the materialistic and narrow-minded views...
The difference still exists...
As painful as being overweight was, with the shame being the claim to negative fame, in the family of flames where the fire is winded towards you, the relentless flames are cast upon the black sheep...
A woman exclaims to her parental units with a mental microphone, "Do you expect me to tell you how much I "love" you when all I can do is perceive you as a manipulative bully who only thinks that your way works and not being open to a new view from someone who's "technically" a part of you?
Yes, you raised me, and thank you for showing me the beginnings to what I need to thrive in life, but you don't have to put yourself on a fucking pedestal just because you're older than me and raised me. You may have more life experience, but experience and age don't define who you are as a person, Because age is only a number and experience is only a collection of life's eventful happenings…
I don't understand why you convince me to be someone who I'm not and refuse to accept me for who I am…
Because if I was really your daughter, you wouldn't flaunt my flaws publicly while you try to mask your own as you claim you know what's best for me…
You would trust that my unorthodox methods of living my life are what is going to make me happy,
And you would feel confident that your offspring would be seen as how high you claim your self-proclaimed "pedestal" to be…
I am who I am, and will change for no one, because I'm just me and that's how I'll always be!
When I am officially ready to commence my forward journey of spreading my wings and flourishing on my own,
I must bid you farewell, as I need some some room to dart outside as fast as I can and gasp for air in relief of your strangling grip…
My optimism will set me free, my heart will carry me far, and if you can't see the drive behind my eyes, then it is on you, because you are the only one failing to see it…
My years of pent up anger will give you a flowery middle finger salute and vanish into the pink moon…"
Blood represents inflicted wounds, and if that's what your parental units give to you on your day of solace, it is time for you to fly free… and never look back.
The past is the past and the past is behind you for a reason...
Leave it there... where it kindly belongs!
The desperation of guilt is never healthy to come in contact with, while health is the key to prosperity…
If you want to plant a tree in life, you must walk towards the water of those who enable you to flourish as the elements guide you towards the light that's always at the end of the tunnel… for real!
And you must vanish from those who trigger your monster form instead of helping you combat your demons and heal your scars…
You can associate with whoever the light guides you towards, which is surely far far away from the facade of pleasantness to the outside world and narcissism behind closed doors…
On your commencement day, it is time to bid farewell to the past that's infested with negative vibes trying to attach themselves to you
And step forward into the land that presents you with several smiley faces and hearts and stars and light and beauty and all your hopes and dreams… away from those who throw stars of darkness at you
As you gravitate towards the positive reality you can proudly call your own.
You deserve to shine…
The tree has been planted…
And life can now begin and prosper, just like how you can envision what the beautiful dreamland of a reality really looks like…
With the proper path being followed, the view from the top of the mountain is yours!
Congratulations, you have just won the game!
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It was the day that plenty of us have hungered for…
Miles and miles of hard work was poured towards the ideal future that we've invested years of our lives working towards…
It was the day you walked across that stage to receive the most expensive and invaluable piece of paper that has ever been placed into your hands…
Even if you wanted to be one of those everybodies who coasts their way though the experience while wasting away your existence being a part of the crowding the humid atmosphere…
Following the bandwagon with a cig in one hand and a shot in the other, the typical everybodies celebrate the weekend consists of "living it up" while in retrospect, you're doing absolutely nothing…
The day where glory is received while prancing down the stage of a runway, shaking your professor's hands, is supposed to be a rite of passage into the positive forthcomings of how to make life something fruitful instead of bland…
This day was the day where ambition turned to fruition,
Tuition turned into decisions,
And decisions turn into the crossroads that are encountered as you dance through the pathways of the liberation that your mouth has been watering for…
Unfortunately for some, the aforementioned liberation is from the pool of blood that's been consuming your life causing 23 years of pain…
23 years of feeling ashamed just to be in your own body…
And 23 years of silently crying yourself to sleep at night after being told you're too fat to be a success…
You feel sorry for yourself as your family claims that the rolls on your stomach define who you are as a person,
When in fact, it's not your outer shell that determines whether or not you're a pure of heart, but it's the positive aura within your inner core and the contents in your brain that project a vibe onto the outer world to where people make their judgements towards you…
Several attempts later, you encounter your guru who guides you to your designated formula for weightloss...
The more the forumla is proven to be accurate, the more it seems like that's the only positive thing your family has to say because the rolls have been pushed off the table and they're not looking at what they saw as a giant blob anymore...
They don't see anything more than an outer shell as the perception is lacked to look past the materialistic and narrow-minded views...
The difference still exists...
As painful as being overweight was, with the shame being the claim to negative fame, in the family of flames where the fire is winded towards you, the relentless flames are cast upon the black sheep...
A woman exclaims to her parental units with a mental microphone, "Do you expect me to tell you how much I "love" you when all I can do is perceive you as a manipulative bully who only thinks that your way works and not being open to a new view from someone who's "technically" a part of you?
Yes, you raised me, and thank you for showing me the beginnings to what I need to thrive in life, but you don't have to put yourself on a fucking pedestal just because you're older than me and raised me. You may have more life experience, but experience and age don't define who you are as a person, Because age is only a number and experience is only a collection of life's eventful happenings…
I don't understand why you convince me to be someone who I'm not and refuse to accept me for who I am…
Because if I was really your daughter, you wouldn't flaunt my flaws publicly while you try to mask your own as you claim you know what's best for me…
You would trust that my unorthodox methods of living my life are what is going to make me happy,
And you would feel confident that your offspring would be seen as how high you claim your self-proclaimed "pedestal" to be…
I am who I am, and will change for no one, because I'm just me and that's how I'll always be!
When I am officially ready to commence my forward journey of spreading my wings and flourishing on my own,
I must bid you farewell, as I need some some room to dart outside as fast as I can and gasp for air in relief of your strangling grip…
My optimism will set me free, my heart will carry me far, and if you can't see the drive behind my eyes, then it is on you, because you are the only one failing to see it…
My years of pent up anger will give you a flowery middle finger salute and vanish into the pink moon…"
Blood represents inflicted wounds, and if that's what your parental units give to you on your day of solace, it is time for you to fly free… and never look back.
The past is the past and the past is behind you for a reason...
Leave it there... where it kindly belongs!
The desperation of guilt is never healthy to come in contact with, while health is the key to prosperity…
If you want to plant a tree in life, you must walk towards the water of those who enable you to flourish as the elements guide you towards the light that's always at the end of the tunnel… for real!
And you must vanish from those who trigger your monster form instead of helping you combat your demons and heal your scars…
You can associate with whoever the light guides you towards, which is surely far far away from the facade of pleasantness to the outside world and narcissism behind closed doors…
On your commencement day, it is time to bid farewell to the past that's infested with negative vibes trying to attach themselves to you
And step forward into the land that presents you with several smiley faces and hearts and stars and light and beauty and all your hopes and dreams… away from those who throw stars of darkness at you
As you gravitate towards the positive reality you can proudly call your own.
You deserve to shine…
The tree has been planted…
And life can now begin and prosper, just like how you can envision what the beautiful dreamland of a reality really looks like…
With the proper path being followed, the view from the top of the mountain is yours!
Congratulations, you have just won the game!
Tuesday, September 2, 2014
Raven Fly Free
This handy flash fiction story is about growing up and making progress in life, but you always need a little helping hand! Enjoy!
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The prime time for night owls arises as now is the time to prepare for independence…
“Raven… it’s time to take flight!” The thoughts pulsate through her wings as the process of flying free is once again overthought… A crash into the wall becomes her fate…
Mission failed…
As the night of the pink nova moon takes shape, the color is blockaded by the greyness of pollution… Grey to represent the thunderous clap of the sorrowful skies as birds strive to fly freely to warmth without those blockades that cause failure and confinement…
“Raven… snap out of it…what are you doing? Get up! It’s time to take flight!”
She gazes towards the horizon with a crippling glare as giving up will never be an option. Fear is the black bird shielding the triumph that all shall wield. Raven will stop at nothing to proceed onward in the timeline! The sight of new scenery provokes the black bird to attack as perseverance is sent to Raven from the synergies of the moon. Denying and ignoring the moon will only result in a fiery black hole…
Raven graces onward as the spirits from above gravitate her towards a successful mission. Toxicity ignored, the pink nova moon prevails… The darkness and grey fade away as the brighter horizon is near.
She senses a blue song bird and gently floats towards the guiding star and the beautiful pink cookie-shaped structure.
“Raven… it’s time to take flight! Are you ready for this?” She soars into the great beyond as daylight begins to emerge. A new beginning is in sight! The light has now taken flight! Black holes shall never be in sight!
Mission complete!
Annihilation of Emptiness
Long story short, I've had a pretty bad case of feeling alone/having the "feels" lately... until that all magically changed this weekend and now I finally get to make up for some lost time this summer because I haven't really done too much. This isn't one of my happier poems, but I do reference a past "persona" that I referred to (the puppy)... and luckily, the story has a happy ending. Stay strong, everyone! If you're in a dark phase, pain is not permanent and I will continue to advocate that there is always a light at the end of the tunnel! Enjoy! (yes, this is spoken word too)
Sitting on the bench staring at the rest, the mind starts to recall when the aloneness has come to fruition....
You have entered the land of solitude, but not a bare cell absorbed with metal bars and lack of warmth... nope nope nope!
There was definitely a time at least 8 years ago when you referred to yourself as that little adorable dog running along the streets by herself...
Flash forward to now... while being consumed in adult form, being by yourself isn't necessarily a bad thing, but everything is dependent on perception...
Down the road, this independent woman still feels like that lonely lost puppy from the past... extending her hand as far as it could reach while waiting for the rainbows and the special power in the sky to answer her prayers...
The prayers of wishing the extra bows next to her ears which cause her to stand out don't possess an implicit "kick me" sign that bullies kindly attract themselves to... to try to run them into the ground like a rusty nail that's hammered into the ground and kicked into the dust...
It may be a social stigma to be seen in the cafeteria with no one else at your table...
It may be against the norm to go to a massive concert fest by yourself...
And sitting in a restaurant alone could lead to some stares that you graciously ignore while keeping within the infinite universe of your own mind... you don't want to be "that person" now, do you...
But that's ok!
You don't have to be a total introvert to not want to spend your time with anyone or you to make plans and everyone flakes on you. It's definitely better to actually do something instead of waiting for others to please you...
Life is yours... don't enable the goon headed dumbasses to take control of your goal because it will surely take its toll... and your heart will spiral out of control... you know, the one that starts sucking the last few inches of life as your struggle to keep hanging on will soon prevail!
Get to know yourself... see who you really are, what you like, who you want to be, the whole freeking horizon for that matter! It's yours, especially as an adult who better not let anyone strip them of their basic rights... It's your turn to bash those bullies!
Because in the end, pain makes you stronger and you're the bigger and better person for not succumbing to their awfulness...
The near-infinite is yours to tinker with.... go do something and stop waiting for others to please you because the only one you should be aiming to please is you...
But you never know when the mystery behind the mask will be unveiled... the one who graciously pulls you away from the land of solitude... to ditch the tides of emptiness and whirlwinds of the sorrowful waterfalls...
Thank you, thank you, the sun has emerged from its long-term hiding... lighting up a path to the necessary new beginnings towards the pleasant wonders that the little puppy with bows has been ever longing for...
Cheers to the life that you deserve... because pain is temporary... as there is always an answer for your prayers in the glittering sky! So please... keep hanging on! Your missing puzzle pieces do exist!
You better believe it!
Sitting on the bench staring at the rest, the mind starts to recall when the aloneness has come to fruition....
You have entered the land of solitude, but not a bare cell absorbed with metal bars and lack of warmth... nope nope nope!
There was definitely a time at least 8 years ago when you referred to yourself as that little adorable dog running along the streets by herself...
Flash forward to now... while being consumed in adult form, being by yourself isn't necessarily a bad thing, but everything is dependent on perception...
Down the road, this independent woman still feels like that lonely lost puppy from the past... extending her hand as far as it could reach while waiting for the rainbows and the special power in the sky to answer her prayers...
The prayers of wishing the extra bows next to her ears which cause her to stand out don't possess an implicit "kick me" sign that bullies kindly attract themselves to... to try to run them into the ground like a rusty nail that's hammered into the ground and kicked into the dust...
It may be a social stigma to be seen in the cafeteria with no one else at your table...
It may be against the norm to go to a massive concert fest by yourself...
And sitting in a restaurant alone could lead to some stares that you graciously ignore while keeping within the infinite universe of your own mind... you don't want to be "that person" now, do you...
But that's ok!
You don't have to be a total introvert to not want to spend your time with anyone or you to make plans and everyone flakes on you. It's definitely better to actually do something instead of waiting for others to please you...
Life is yours... don't enable the goon headed dumbasses to take control of your goal because it will surely take its toll... and your heart will spiral out of control... you know, the one that starts sucking the last few inches of life as your struggle to keep hanging on will soon prevail!
Get to know yourself... see who you really are, what you like, who you want to be, the whole freeking horizon for that matter! It's yours, especially as an adult who better not let anyone strip them of their basic rights... It's your turn to bash those bullies!
Because in the end, pain makes you stronger and you're the bigger and better person for not succumbing to their awfulness...
The near-infinite is yours to tinker with.... go do something and stop waiting for others to please you because the only one you should be aiming to please is you...
But you never know when the mystery behind the mask will be unveiled... the one who graciously pulls you away from the land of solitude... to ditch the tides of emptiness and whirlwinds of the sorrowful waterfalls...
Thank you, thank you, the sun has emerged from its long-term hiding... lighting up a path to the necessary new beginnings towards the pleasant wonders that the little puppy with bows has been ever longing for...
Cheers to the life that you deserve... because pain is temporary... as there is always an answer for your prayers in the glittering sky! So please... keep hanging on! Your missing puzzle pieces do exist!
You better believe it!
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