the Purgatory of a Broken Heart

Fall into the abysmal depths

I love the cutesie ish, up to a point. —>

Once I’m past that point, I’m as cynical as it gets.

When your difference = your excellence, there is no fear when paving your own road. 👑

No chaotic crash landings lately. Thank goddess 🙏🏾 because we are tired.

Don’t tailgate. That’s rude.

Get off my bum. 🙏🏾

I sit back and observe, tracking the pattern, before I act.

I don’t react. I step into the reality that I manifest myself.

Without one word spoken.