05/24/2019
Ear Muffs please if need be.
I don’t generally curse but hear lately some in context seem to get the point across better.
So Mommy and Sandra Frierson excuse my mouth in this post. Or don’t read it.
I am not Your Bitch. I am not on this earth to change for you. I am not here to change for anyone. I am selfish and it’s okay. If you don’t understand how to be selfish a little bit then maybe you wanna reevaluate some things. Or maybe not. I will NEVER apologize for who I am. I will NEVER. Change, yes change is a must. In good and bad. However I am who I am. If you don’t like it then kick rocks. I will remain positive and RESPECTFUL because as a HUMAN being you should always be. YOU are no better then TOM, DICK, SALLY, OR SUSIE. We are all of one race the HUMAN RACE. You may have turned into a product of your environment and that is okay. Do better, be better.
I have short hair. I have tattoos. I have curves. I have brown eyes. I have brown hair. I tan easy. I have b***s, or deflated tires. I have hips. I have a big b***y (as my children will tell you, “Mama has a big ol b***y”) I have dimples. I have gray hair. I smile often. I cry very easy. I have tough skin. I break easy. I scream. I sing. I laugh. I dance naked. I love the rain. I love sunshine. I climb mountains and move them just the same. I run. I walk. I play. I fart. I snort. I p*e my pants. I text. I talk. I write. I fly. I hike. I love photography. I love models. I love beauty. I love natural. I love pictures. I love books. I love people’s looks. I’ve loved. I’ve lied. I’ve cried. I’ve died. I’ve lost. I’ve gained. I’ve raised up. I’ve fallen down. I have one o***y. I have cyst. I have 6 children. I’ve lost a few. I lost my mom. I have my mommy. I have a bunch of second momsx2. I have you. I lost you. I want you. I like you. I’m in love. I’m in pain. I’m full of emotions. I’m full of life. I’m tired. I have sons. I have JMTx2. I have a baby angel. I have daughters. I have brothers. I have sisters. I have family. I have Albert. I have Stan. I lost my Daddy(The only man who truly loved all of me and NEVER ever hurt). I have aunts. I have uncles. I have my GRAM! I have Forrest Allen Frierson ll (the best damn father there ever could be, a love, a friend, forever connected till the end). I have friends, I have friends, I have fo. I left OB. I have BO. I have HC. I have New beginnings. I have several ends. I have AM. I have You. I have TB. I have memories. I have lost my memory. I have cousins. I have kids. I broke the law. I’m not perfect. I have dui’s. I went to jail. I stayed in jail. I have to blow. I’ve cheated. I bite. I smack asses. Yet I don’t s***k. I get loud. I hate to fight. I will fight for you. I dream. I am a dreamer. I won’t be what you want me to be. I can only be me. I love you. I love me. I will always be real. I have faults large and small. I can only be, just me. All I can do is just breathe.
No more taking, but you can leave.
Or jus Love me.
Unconditionally. 💯
I apologize but I will no longer say I’m sorry...
For being me!
I have Brett Moran. Thank You.
I have Thomas.
I have this, that, the third.
I have some of you. All of you. Or none.
I have meditation.
I have the higher power.
I have my angels.
I have love.
I have peace.
I have my babies. That’s best of all.
Nothing else really matters, cept that I just breathe.
I have sun. I will Shine!
