I don’t know nothing about nothing, really I don’t know who the hell I am… I’m just going through the stages of seeing myself moving forward in time just to figure out who gives a fuck about my emotions.

What the use of bursting loose when you have no place to go but in the mindset of your own imagination.

I’m walking around like some kind of stupidness feeling like I can hear over all the other noises in my head…But literally backing away… Having this opportunity is a sign that a rescue is about to take place in my mind. .

Challenge my followers, connect my content to one of these title. Haunted by a question. Healing my wounds Setting myself free Delusional

Another day to get it right…Happy Monday.

Another day and I just want to say thanks you Jesus,and for my family here on the X just want to drop in to say thank you for your times to peek in to say hi…

For once, my age doesn’t matter…I keep reminding myself, I grown up now…But sometimes I see myself taking baby step again…Technically, it’s much easier said than done…I’m old, But I am accepting change.

I’m still here, thanks you Jesus…

I had a restless night, constantly waking up to a hungry stomach for something weird to eat…Couldn’t understand it though, so I ended up watching television for a bit and eventually settled for a cup of hot tea with crackers…Tasted buds going crazy.

You didn’t have to do what you did, but you did, and I thanked you….Thank you for another day…Peace and blessings to all, and to all a great day.

Fighting back was my only option because I was always on my guards just in case I stumbled across my true identity knowing I had no defense of saying this is who I am…I mean, I was like this screwed up person, no. Really, just missing a piece of my life.

Always listen at the loudest one in the crowd but be vigilant at the silent ones because they’re the ones that watching you.

My journey of a thousand steps is like wild fire in the awareness of the unknown just running towards an images that’s not there, but there. See? There’s that uncertainty that keeps interacting with my chain of thoughts about a certain moment of truth.