No “Choose happiness” slogans doodled on a Starbucks cup here… This isn’t a Pinterest mood board—this is a straight-up hit to the ego 😒 Call it temptation, call it truth—either way, it doesn’t wear a halo. The world isn’t a stage; it’s a damn pressure cooker. Truth isn’t cute. It’s raw. It’s…
This week’s all about what everyone thinks but nobody says on speaker. Me? My neighbors say I had nothing on—nah, that’s a lie, I had the radio blasting at full volume 😎 What we call “good” or “evil” isn’t written in the stars—it’s in the hands of whoever’s got…
Listening to Chris Stapleton… We all navigate that eternal struggle between “what’s right” —you know, mom’s advice, dad’s wisdom, and Sunday sermons— and “what’s wrong,” that seductive little devil whispering alcohol, wild nights, and bad decisions, disguised as doubt 😜 But hold up! 🤨🥸My questions to kick off this week with…
Dear readers, coming back from a few days where I needed to step away from people’s vibes… There are no guilty or innocent people here! Don’t expect compassion in my writing… you know that my readings are softer than trying vodka for the first time! If this is your first…
Humans are wired to vibe with what resonates, but without getting chained to stuff or ppl. Our gut’s got a big say in this game. Connections? Sometimes they’re like public WiFi—watch out— someone might swipe your data or sneak in some malware. Hey Hey! Y’all know I’ve got a high-frequency…
Dear readers, The ground’s way more real than the sky, but we keep dreaming of the sky ’cause up there, nothing comes with a price tag. Jam Session, straight-up vibes haha Y’all know, my beloved readers, this is the diary of a fallen angel—not bc God got kicked out, but…
Goodbye to Karaoke No more singing at karaokes, now it’s all about swiping for ego. As you know, if you’re going to read me, cros yourself or pour yourself a shot of whiskey—this isn’t hell, but some thoughts need purging. We’re literally living the apocalypse for romantics. More than one…
⚠Warning ⚠ Serving sinful thoughts—didn’t even mean to… someone arrest me. So, these days we’ve been in touch almost non-stop, riding the pulse of my summer days to scribble a little something… This week, I can’t promise more than one person won’t clutch their pearls—You know a chat with me…
Kiss, feel, live… keep going. Emotional Fitness— logic with street smarts, only for advanced players. If this isn’t your league, just find another. This space isn’t for sermons… it’s about coexisting in a healthy way and confessing as many uncomfortable truths as possible—ones that make our faces flush—no posing, no…
Hey dear readers 💋 “Born Free, Judged Fast” One week more, I feel the need to shine a spotlight on something obvious: I’m in love with my freedom. I think emotional relationships work if you don’t expect the other person to hold your hand and explain every damn thing. Personally, if…