Who cares?
I do.
Who cares?!
I do!
*Cassandra turns away from doubt, apathy and fatigue and continues to care*
Who cares that YOU care?
Who cares. I shall continue to care, anyway.
*Cassandra turns from the mirror, continuing to care*
caring inspite of, despite of, because of and for a world which could apparently care less,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Here, I usually would have something witty or charming or smart or sappy or…*shrug*. Today, I woke up with zero energy to throw hands against apathy, fatigue and their ilk. Which is precisely why I drug apathy, fatigue and doubt to this keyboard where I am pounding their faces off with these keys. The dummies shouldna woke me up whispering for me to give up on folk. HA! These fools don’t understand I do the OPPOSITE when they show up….*shakes head*. Keep trying, beloveds. Especially when fear, anger, doubt, apathy and the like shows up. This is your sign change IS coming and may yet be near. Look for it. Look for Him. Look…
- 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
- REAL TALK: DESPISE NOT SMALL BEGINNINGS, BELOVEDS.👘🦺🥾👟🥿👞🩴👢🩰👡⛑️🔌🕯️🔎🖌️🖋️📢
Why Can't I Be Loud?! 