I have prepared, for this time, all my life.
Rather life and God have been preparing me, for this time, all my life.
I am here, world.
Finally.
I have been wanting to reach out, to the wide world, since I knew what a world was.
The world, has not always, been kind.
So what?
I CHOOSE, to be kind, still.
The world, chooses, to be cynical.
So what?
I CHOOSE, to believe, still.
The world, rejects everything that has ANYTHING to do with faith, hope, and love.
So what?
I CHOOSE, to have faith, to embrace hope, to give and receive, love, still.
The world, scoffs at, my dreams.
So what?
I CHOOSE, to dream, still.
The world, says there is no God.
So what?
I CHOOSE, to love Him, still.
The world, says the universe has turned it’s back, on me and locked the πͺ door on me and my dreams.
So what?
I CHOOSE, to be ride or die, for me and my dreams.
The world, says I am much, much too loud, for any man to love him some me.
So what?
I CHOOSE, to keep loving me some me. The Universe may or may not, send my soul mate this way. Then again, may not. I am having too much fun, living, with intention and being loved on, and loving, me some Jesus, to worry about a boo not showing up. Would be a HIS loss and problem. I am fantastic, yall. Just saying. Some lucky man, should he find this goof, er, good thing, such as me, Cassandra, Sweetpea, will be THE luckiest man in all of the world. There is only ONE, me. Priceless, Mona Lisa self, me. Ha! You had better ask somebody!!
How much do I love me, now? Let me count the ways.ππππ₯°π
Hello, world.
I am here.
I am not strong.
I am courageous.
He is able to present me fautless…
I’m not begging you to love me. I shall ALLOW you, world, to put in your application, to be in MY world. You had best come correct, though. I don’t play!!
Ah.
Aha!
Hey world, time for me to go. The Universe has grown a bit jelly of me spending a bit of time, with you.
Enjoy your life, beloveds. The world will do what it does. You be sure to make it do what it do!
Here for it,
Sweetpea
#YourLifeMattersToMe
#ILoveYou
#WhereIsMyEmail?
#YYYAAAAAAAAAAASSS!
Note: Really? Smh. Send ME a note, already. Geez.
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