



One should never HAVE TO EVER feel like they need to choose between their own safety and their freedom.

Yup it’s always like that. It’s not a feeling it is exactly how it always is. Is what it is oh fucking well.

That’s literally about right I have been carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders. I am so fucking done.

Sorry don’t have time for that. I tried to tell him. He wasn’t open to listen.







Oh yes everyone else’s expectations about what should be. Not the persons life it belongs to. Doesn’t matter whether they are wrong or not.






















IN THE 9th house OF TRAVEL, EDUCATION, PUBLISHING, RELIGION, ASTROLOGY, AND PHILOSOPHY. I came, I showed up, my “PARTNER” decided money was more important. If a person can’t care about you genuinely when you are going through bad TIMES and YOU had everything where you were and YOU just picked up and FUCKING LEFT EVERYTHING at the heed of their call, hoping they would be there and they just didn’t really show up at all. Instead they spent three weeks questioning it. They may talk to you. But underneath they don’t really give a shit about you. They just wanted your money. After all “he shouldn’t allow himself to get caught up in things that aren’t and were never important to him anyways” Money is more important. Never took the time to actually be there in person even when you showed up and made sacrifices for them. It’s not gonna work. I’m sorry I tried. Now I am going it alone. Money is and ALWAYS ALWAYS seems to be more important than what is real and true. They blink and it’s gone because they couldn’t show up for it. A green piece of paper mattered more than their very own soul. I showed up I did. They just didn’t see me.









I don’t need this shit. I need my KIDS MAN.
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