I hope u will enjoy reading my life in so many words. Thanks. Be kind always and pay it forward

Pictures of complete sun oriented shrouds are delightful — they catch a second happening so distant, yet feels so close simultaneously. In any case, being there face to face, you experience it in 3D. The shroud doesn't simply show up overhead. You feel everything around you. The light leisurely darkens, then, at that point, out of nowhere overwhelms you in murkiness from each point, while the Sun's crown arises overhead. In spite of the fact that you realize entirety is coming, its appearance can in any case be overpowering. For certain individuals, their hearts race or their eyes well up with tears. You attempt to retain all that you can in those minutes: from the crown, to the planets looking out around the overshadowing, to the temperature decrease, to cheers of fervor from the local area around you, even changes in creature ways of behaving.

A true life story about myself and other addicts I have encountered and what I believe helps ongoing addiction in one person and self destruction

Indoor pink flowers plants in my house

Part 1 of marriage

I have started my sister's loc journey last year because she seen how beautiful my locs was and how I would style her sons hair. So I started hers with a coil twist to give it the curly ends and it came out beautiful. She was very happy and still to this day she is embracing her natural side and seeing a difference in being natural versus keeping her hair up with relaxers and other chemicals that can weaken the bond of your natural born hair.

My life hasn’t been the same since I lost the most important person of my life who actually saw me, the real me, when no one else did.

When you love someone so much and they hurt you. That’s a pain that never goes away. It changes what they look like and how you feel. It doesn’t matter if you forgive them, it never truly goes away.

When pain becomes too much, your mind works on its own.

Manipulation to the mind can come easy when it’s the ones we love. Be aware of your surroundings and remember that you are not the problem. Love is a drug.

Hold onto your faith even if it’s broken and you aren’t sure what to believe anymore. Pain and suffering is powerful enough to make you feel that way.

We are stronger than we believe. I know it’s hard to get up everyday and keep going but each day that we do, is another day we can be proud that we fought hard and made it through. Nobody who suffers the same as us can ever understand our challenges. Be proud.

People who suffer mental health wish a lot of the time we could be just like the normal minded person. The ones who love life naturally and find worth in living. We don’t choose to be the way we are, we envy what you’re capable of.. your free.

Never pass judgement onto others just because they don’t live life or find happiness the way you do. You have no idea how much you are envied because they wish they could.

Hurt people, Hurt People Don’t break someone’s understanding of love just because someone broke you

Life is reality Live a lil but not to the fullest

when insomnia hits and so does the sativa you just smoked ;)

In the depths of my soul, a darkness resides inside me A heavy fog that cloud my mind, and won't subside The world outside seem gray and cold A reflection of the emptiness I hold I'm lost in a sea of despair Drowning in tears, with no hope to repair The weight of my soul, a burden to bear A constant reminder that I'm trapped in this snare My heart feels like stone, my soul like a shell A hollowness that echoes, a loneliness that dwells I search for a glimmer of light, a ray of hope But it's shrouded in darkness, and I can't cope In this prison of pain, I'm trapped and In the depths of my soul, a darkness resides inside me A heavy fog that cloud my mind, and won't subside The world outside seem gray and cold A reflection of the emptiness I hold I'm lost in a sea of despair Drowning in tears, with no hope to repair The weight of my soul, a burden to bear A constant reminder that I'm trapped in this snare My heart feels like stone, my soul like a shell A hollowness that echoes, a lon...

What's your therapeutic escape?

My grandmother had always had a remarkable talent for gardening. Her green thumb transformed her yard into a vibrant oasis, filled with beautiful flowers and thriving plants. Her dedication and expertise always inspired me and the ones around her.