I no longer question why I am.

I no longer question why I am. I am just glad that I am.

I no longer question why I was born. I am just glad I was born.

I no longer question the weight, the import, of my words. I just speak.

I no longer wonder why no one will sing with me. I just sing.

I no longer wish I was more than, had enough of, could do more. I just am, I just give, I just do.

I no longer believe no one will believe in me. i just believe in me.

I no longer wish and long to be loved. I just love.

I no longer wonder why God and life made me so damned loud, so damned ugly, so damned passionate. I am just apologetically loud and passionate, which makes me ugly to some in this world.

I think these things makes me stunningly beautiful and infinitely priceless.

loud and proud,

Cassandra

Sometimes, you just need to tell the world to kick rocks. You are unique and wonderfully made. You are not an accident. You are an on purpose. This world needs YOU, beloved. Be. Be, you. Be the hero in your own life. You don’t need to be rescued. You shall overcome all that is seemingly overcoming and overwhelming you at the moment. Tell the mouse with the megaphone called fear and anxiety to go on ahead and kick rocks today!

• THE HAND FROM HEAVEN ✋🏾☁️🧻🤣
• COME SIT AT MY TABLE 🪑❤️‍🩹
• BELOVEDS, YOU CAN HAVE MY FLOWERS. I DON’T NEED THEM ANYMORE.
• Forgive them, Cassandra, God said to me
• Still In Love