I plan on leaving my light on, and door open for you. Lumber prices are falling. Our future home is already standing. I am going to stay manifesting the impossible. I hope you trek what’s before you now to seek my dot on the radar!
I am glad I am easing into letting go of what I can’t find. I am a magnet for success, love, security, trust, positive vibes, feedback, and support. I am done hampering my own momentum letting controversy rattle my life. I am moving in a positive direction and anyone opposing that is not adding to the conversation.
At this point, I feel even less safe expressing both what and/ or who frustrates me and what/ who I hold on a pedestal. “Shotgun Blast,” stay sweet, enduring, and faithful! I yearn to flatter thee every day of my life. “Chainsaw,” thanks for supplying me with enough torque to get through meals, occasionally.
“Ren, Stimpy,” I look up to you both, when I’m on the floor.
Today, I wanted to rub noses with beautiful people. Hint-hint, here’s your indicator to get offended if that’s what you like to do. As for Ren and Stimpy, you guys ARE pussies. I had to hear so much sh!t this morning about your girls carrying your balls for you. Man up! If you can’t handle critiques that’s on you. If I were you, I’d get off the f*ckin couch, do some yardwork and stop letting your b!tch girlfriends fight all your battles, handle all the bills and carry you to bed, too. Thanks for listening!