True story…
*Sound of phone ringing*
Me: 5 o’clock.
Me: 5 o damn clock!
Wombie: Wake up.
Me: Sis, you know I work today and have to be up in a few hours.
Wombie: I don’t care.
Me: *rambles nonsensical nonsense for half an hour while fighting not to wake up while waking up while fighting not to wake up.
Wombie: *rambling about whatever in the fresh hell a wombie rambles about at five a damned clock in the morning knowing her twin has to work in a few hours.
Wombie: Okay, I guess you can go to sleep now since you have to work in a few hours.
Me: How am I supposed to sleep now that you have woken me up?
Wombie: I sowwy. Do the best you can. 🤷♀️. Drink extra coffee. Goodnight.
Dial tone: She said tell you goodbye 🤷♀️
😳!
🥰!
Gnite, beloveds. Just up long enough to tell you to enjoy each and every moment. We know not how many we have. Yea, I could beaned my wombie but enjoyed our hour and a half yak. HOUR AND A HALF!? 6:30!
*gasp*
*Cassandra dives back under her covers of solitude*
Be encouraged. Life is good even when it’s hard, impossible and all in between. In case no one has told you yet:
You are SEEN. You are LOVED. You are DEEPLY CARED FOR.
By, God.
By, me.
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
- BELOVEDS, YOU CAN HAVE MY FLOWERS. I DON’T NEED THEM ANYMORE.
- Forgive them, Cassandra, God said to me
- Still In Love
- REAL TALK: DESPISE NOT SMALL BEGINNINGS, BELOVEDS.👘🦺🥾👟🥿👞🩴👢🩰👡⛑️🔌🕯️🔎🖌️🖋️📢
- IT ME!
Why Can't I Be Loud?! 