I Dedicate this to You.

To be totally and completely honest, I never thought this day would come.

I never thought I could be so selfless.

Today I made a lot of decisions, and for the first true time in my life, I sacrificed.

A real sacrifice.

When I told myself, just two years ago, that I not only wanted, but needed to change, I never thought the change would be this significant.

I set out on a journey to become humble when I didn't even know what humble meant, but through my ignorance I found a humble center within myself.

If you love a person, you should be content with seeing them happy...Even if it's not with you.

Honestly, a few years ago I was too selfish. I thought "how in the h-e-double hockey sticks can I be happy seeing someone that I want to be with with someone else?!?! None of that made sense to me. Especially since we often connect loving someone with actually being with them. But loving someone, it means so much more.

Now I can finally say that I truly know what it means.

I truly know how it feels.

--all I want is to see you happy, even if seeing you happy isn't with me.

Why it Didn't Work: One of The Biggest Challenges in a Relationship.

The Question: Where do some of the biggest challenges in relationships come from?

The Answer: Some of the biggest challenges in relationships come from the fact that most people enter a relationship in order to get something.
(Yea, trust, communication, and a few other things are challenges as well, but just take a minute to focus on this one challenge.)

That's right. It's common that people get into a relationship to get something.
Now you can take that "to get something" statement literally if you want, but the fact of the matter is that some people are guilty of getting into a relationship just to reap all the benefits.

They're trying to find someone who's going to make them feel good.
The security, the attention in school, changing their facebook relationship status, the emotional support, you know all the material things.
The things that eventually get old, and never really provided a stable foundation for the relationship anyway.

So then, what's the solution?
The Solution: In reality, the only way a relationship will last is if you see your relationship as a place that you go to give, and not a place that you go to take.

Don't be so quick to focus on the things that you're getting rather than what you're providing the other person with.

Imagine how much you'd benefit from truly giving and contributing to the relationship. Imagine yourself building the other person up rather than draining life from them with your constant needs and wants.

Imagine providing the other person with inspiration and really helping them build their character.

Now Imagine This: Try allowing the person to seek God through you.

Now these are things that'll leave a lasting impression, but more importantly, they'll provide a nice foundation for a healthy relationship.

I hope that was enough to help some of you out a bit!

You can stop reading now.

but,

If you have nothing more to do feel free to read on.

I'm not perfect, so here's my story in a nutshell.

I admit, I'm guilty myself.
I was once a child who enjoyed the attention.
I was once a child that counted on someone else to give me happiness.
I was once a child, not too long ago, that brought all the wrong things into relationships.
But my biggest mistake: getting into a relationship to take.
I took, took, took.

How do I know so much about relationships you ask?
hmmm I know a bit here and there, but it's through experience.
Through making all the mistakes possible and finally deciding to change.

Now that I've taken a backseat, I've been able to gain a bit of knowledge.
I am now a woman.
A woman who now has everything in my life in order.
(Don't get me wrong, I'm still fixing up a few things here and there, and there's always room for improvement.)

I know what I want.
I don't have a desire to take anymore.
My heart beats for giving back.
And with God's Grace, I'll be the best possible woman that I can be to my family, my friends, and in relationships.

Today, I've been single for a year, 8 months and one day.
Yea, It's been a long time coming.
But what do I have to rush for?
The view from the backseat has allowed me a lot of precious time.

So learn from this.

My mistakes, your gain.

-Tiary

Edward vs. Jacob

☮I've made my decision.☮
❤I know my Edward, and I know my Jacob.❤



•But, unlike Bella, I put God first.
Therefore the struggle isn't really mine!
The Lord will send me the correct one: Edward or Jacob, according to which one of them are able to successfully become a man, stand up for what they believe, listen to their heart, pray for his guidance, have faith in his judgement, and go get who they love!

•Is it you?

•God has his plans for both women & men.
Women- mature faster and know what they want ahead of time.
Men- take a while longer to get in touch with those emotions.

•Whether we, as women, decide to wait on a fate
where the future seems great,
but might end up late--
Is totally up to us.

•Often people miss out on open door opportunities,
by staring so longly at that closed door opportunity.
Let it go. He'll take his time.
You go on, you life your life.

•God first.

Edward. vs. Jacob

Project: Edward[✘] • vs • Jacob[✘]--•-•--The Lord [✔]
☼
✌
may peace and faith be with you
-Tiary
-✌☮❤✞☼ⓣⓘⓐⓡⓨ☼✞❤☮✌-

Time Machine

“Love can tear you apart, and it can kill you. But at the same time, it can bring you back together."

I can't go back to yesterday-
I was a different person then.

But there's no reason to continue lying to myself.
I long to live through those moments.
One more laugh,
One more smile,
One more hug,
One more memory to spark the flame within me-
To keep me alive.

We all have our time machines.
Some take us back; they're called memories.
Some take us forward, and they're called dreams.

I can't skip to tomorrow-
I am not yet who I want to be.

But there's no reason to continue lying to myself.
I long to see what moments rest ahead.
One more laugh?
One more smile?
One more hug?
Perhaps that one more memory, that sparked a flame within me-
It kept me alive♥

I'm stuck in time.

My heart's desires are being forced to forget, and to wait.

You can't fast forward life, and
You can't turn back the hands of time.

Discovery.

"You have to leave the city of your comfort and go into the wilderness of your intuition. What you'll discover will be wonderful. What you'll discover is yourself."

A month ago I ran away.
I abandoned my friends.
I isolated myself from my family.
I separated myself from who I thought I was in love with.
I detached myself from my job.
I ran away, ran away from home.

Passion surrounded me.
Desire took over,
And longing captured my heart.
A dream deferred-
I wouldn't let it whither away,
Nor tear me apart.

I stood in Atlanta, aimlessly wandering around.
I had no purpose.
My mind was without understanding.
My veins lacked a pulse.
And my heart was without a heartbeat.
I was dead.

A broken heart holds little purpose.

I had left all the pieces of me behind.
There was only one thing left to do:
Fast forward, press play, and finally rewind.

Here I stand in Texas.
Sure enough I'm alive!
I now hold a purpose.
But this is no longer home.

This heartbeat, beats for all things different.

On this voyage, I've found what was here all along.
In the search for my heart's garden, I finally found my own.

A month ago, I ran away.

"If you don't get lost, you can never be found."

All these pieces, pieces of me that were gone-
I hold them in my hands, and I pray to be humble...
This time, nothing seems wrong.

What did I discover?
Oh, but many a things!

For years, I've been chasing after the wrong dream.
For years, I've been befriending the wrong friends.
For years, I've been loving the wrong person.
For years, I've been yearning for the wrong family.
For years, I've been working for the wrong job.
For years, I've been calling the wrong place home.

Not a second of this journey, did I ever walk alone-
How did I do it?
You carried me here!
You finally showed me home.

♥The Essence of Love♥

I have not given up on relationships,
Nor have I given up on love.

Realization is the key that I've been struggling to obtain-
I've used the key, unlocked the door, and have gained knowledge.

The Knowledge that I have obtained would have been useful years ago, but
"Experience is something you don't gain until just after you need it."


Why rush into things that are not certain?
I once believed that relationships were a necessity.
I'm not ashamed to say that there was a time when I relied on someone else to determine my happiness.
Those days are no more.

So many people sell themselves short.
So many people fail to get their lives together before they attempt to contribute to someone Else's life.
How can you possibly give your best to someone when you haven't even mastered giving your best to yourself?

I desire to be the best woman that I can be.
I desire to accept, love, understand, listen, and trust,
But before I can give my all to a significant other, I must first learn to accept, love, understand, listen, and trust myself.

I have enough faith in what God has in store for me.
I have enough faith that wherever he wants me to end up in life, I will end up no matter what route I take.
The route I choose, however, is up to me.
I'm determined to choose the route that will allow only the best outcome.

I desire to give selfless love.
I truly want to be all that I can be.

One day I will be the best person that I can possibly be.
One day I will know exactly who I am.
One day I will have completely gained the gift of understanding.
One day I will have gained enough patience to sit back and listen.
One day I will have enough confidence in myself to trust and fully love.
One day I will be humble.

I can't be all that I want to be to someone else until I have fully become comfortable with myself.


Many people look at failed relationships and marriages and ask "What went wrong?"

If everyone were not in such a hurry to seek marriage and that ideal fairytale love, the world might be a bit better.
If everyone focused on working on bettering themselves before trying to work on something that takes the work of two, there might be less breakups, heartbreaks, and divorces.
Imagine what the world would be like if everyone hadn't established things so prematurely.

The essence of real love would shine through all of mankind.
The beauty of love could fully be embraced.
Two people could finally, truly come together as one.

However, the essence of love must start first, within one's own self.
You can not make someone whole if you are not whole yourself.

Don't be so fast to jump into things that are not promised.
You are the only thing that is promised to you.
Love and cherish that first.

"Don't question if you'll ever find the right man or woman, only concentrate on being the right man/woman and he/she will come right on time"
♥

Perseverance.

I once left everything I ever had behind.
Have you ever had life taken away from you?

Liberation was hard to find.
Have you ever had life taken away from you?

Gasping for air, nothing seems fair.
Have you ever had life taken away from you?


When everything aches-
Hearts not whole.

When lies take over-
Broken promises.

When sight dissipates-
Unlit candles.

When confusion sets in-
Brain dead.

Have you ever had life taken from you?



Can you believe in something that you do not see?
How does life move on without a you & me?
Robbed of childhood, forced to grow old-
Thrust into a world so heartless, and terribly cold.
It seems like millions of miles to the nearest town-
Over and over your world spins around.
Emptiness, sorrow, no hope for tomorrow.
You're praying for healing-
You can't gain from stealing.
The struggle to be real,
The pain you feel-
Everything you despise,
Tears in your eyes,
Still you rise.
It's not over, it's not over.
Tread forward- be strong.
Those mistakes can be changed, they won't always stay wrong!
Live for today, what if there isn't a tomorrow-
Why idle away in a life of sorrow?
Change history.
Solve a mystery.
There's hope.

Have you ever had life taken from you?



You never know what's up ahead.
Tread on, soldier.
Move along.

There's always a rainbow after the storm,
When things get harder remember his promise.
Giving up is never an option,
Hang tight, believe, and keep pressing on.

Human.

I'm guilty.
The tears fall as I tell myself that the battle should have already been won.
I remember each silhouette, but it's already too late-
Everything is always easier said than done.

I'm guilty.
I give advice that I struggle to take myself.
I watch you walk away as I sit back and endure the pain-
You read me like an open book off of a shelf, it drives me insane!

I'm guilty.
I move and I can never sit still
Shall I leave or shall I stay?
How do I really feel?

I'm guilty.
I'm guilty.
I'm guilty.

I'm in love with the things that I can not possess.
Yet my desire to break free forever waits,
When will I confess?

I'm guilty.
My body is free but my heart is in jail.
To release: reverse the process that locked it up-
There's got to be a Heaven somewhere, can you save me from this Hell?

I'm guilty.
I'm guilty.
I'm guilty.

I constantly stare at the doors that are already closed.
The laughter, the chemistry, and the love-
The things that made us are now decomposed.

I'm guilty.
It takes me forever to let go.
Do I do a great job at shielding it,
Or does it always show?

I'm guilty.
All the fragments of me are parts of you,
But each day I grow farther apart with everything I do.

I'm guilty.
I'm guilty.
I'm guilty.

For once I've began to move along.
The feelings are hard to differentiate-
Is this my heart's true song?

I'm guilty.
I've started to realize every possibility.
Live, love, laugh...
It's great to be free!

I'm guilty.
The opportunities I encounter help me to forget.
The memories don't matter so much,
Wait, have we even met?

I'm guilty.
The world once scared me, but I've finally won.
Ahhh the scent of freedom-
I'm getting quite used to being done!

I'm guilty.
I'm guilty.
I'm guilty.

The things I once thought I couldn't do, I now know that I can.
Everything is a part of growing-
I'm guilty of being human.

Fictitious!

No one seems to be able to put it into words.
It's the ultimate enemy, the outsider.
How can something be so two-faced and fake?

One second it's filling you with butterflies-
The next it's stabbing you in the heart with all of it's fallacies and lies.

Yet this is one fictitious thing everyone craves.


You struggle to understand the complexity of it all.
How on earth did you allow yourself to fall?

It's difficult to obtain and even harder to maintain.
With every drip of liquid, your life is stained.

A pillow, soaked with tears.
You feel stupid because you were fooled for years.

Yet this is one fictitious thing everyone craves.


The pieces are even harder to pick up.
The memories can't be erased, they'll always be stuck.

Aren't we all better off alone?
There's nothing better than the warmness of your own home.

You can only count on you-
You can't break your own heart.

Forget the fictitious dream and love thyself-
That's truly where it starts.

Then when you're jamming to the rhythm of your own song,
Another fictitious dream will quietly come along.

You fall and fall in the same cycle again.
Oh love, you're such a terrible friend.

Done.

I was always taught not to be a quitter-
but I can't do this, I'm quitting you.

The heartache, the pain,-
The life from me you drain!

How does it feel to lose the game?
Enjoy your life drowning in fame.

I don't know what I'm writing right now.
Maybe I'm drunk.
Dammit, I'm finally quitting you!
Who ever would have thunk?

Goodbye. Adios. Get to steppin.
Dont you have "a city to be reppin?"

If there's one thing I hate, it's when you try to fit in.

If society were to jump off of a bridge, you'd jump too.
It's whatever, I'm done. I'm finally quitting you.

The Key♥

One, two, three, four-
My heart beats more and more.

Whole again, but previously in two-
Can't you see it beats for you?

I almost forgot what it felt like to wake up to love.
For so long I woke up to a cloudy atmosphere of nothing.
I gasped for air, and I struggled to breathe,
I prayed to the sweet Lord from my knees.

But here you are--you've found your way in-
And all the old feelings rush back to me again.

I sit here, waiting--contemplating.

Who gave you the key?
♥

Pieces

Current mood: bitter sweet.

Eight years.
That's how long it's been since this grueling journey began.

I was always so carefree then-


Those days would soon be no more.

I still remember my parents forcing me to give up everything: my friends, my family, my life.
I even remember the tears that fell onto every departing letter I wrote.

I was only eleven when my world drastically changed.

As I struggled to adjust to life in Georgia- away from anything I had ever known,
Everyone realized that I was slowly changing.

The morning brought on a heavenly breeze, while the night birthed a hell of fire.
Soon, the feelings intertwined.

Everyone knew-it was no secret.
Yet everyone sat there and ignored my suffering in hopes of their liberation.
Never be in denial about something so serious.
Damn the doctors that diagnosed me.

You know what's hard?
To be in a world full of a million others who don't understand.

It's hard for people to look at someone and think they have everything in the world when they actually have no idea what lies beneath.
If only you could walk in my shoes and realize the people I've lost, the dreams I've had crushed, and the things I long for.
If only I could walk in my own shoes and realize what I do have.

I've always been accustomed to moving around, but this is the first time I'm afraid of what I'm leaving behind.
Amazing people☮amazing feelings☮amazing discoveries.
However, I'm learning to live and let the blessings stick with me✞

Eight years ago I was forced to leave everything I had ever known.
Tomorrow, I'm going back to Texas to pick up the pieces of myself that I had left behind.
-☮❤✞☼ⓣⓘⓐⓡⓨ☼✞❤☮-

There's No Script for the Real World...

There's no Script for the Real World, so I might as well be me...
I shouldn't even be worrying, what's meant to be will be!

I'm sitting here wondering how the hell I'm going to pull this off.
Then again, that's just in my nature-
To wonder. To worry.

I was made for this.
*Everyone can see that.*
But can I see it?

Do I truly have enough faith in myself to walk in and dominate?
Am I ready to expose myself and give everyone Tiary Degrate-
When I'm not even 100% sure who Tiary Degrate is?

Here it is.
Watch me laugh.
Watch me cry.
Watch me make stupid decisions, but make a difference with others.

I'm ready to take you along a journey that'll end at Degratest self-discovery?

Being real will be the easy part.
It's the auditions and the acceptance to be real that I have to overcome.
I've always been told to go get what's yours.
This is it.

I've waited for this opportunity.
The time is now.

It's my time to shine.
An opportunity to be real is meant to be mine.

:)

I can't marry you. I want to be faithful, but It's like I'm Tiger Woods or something.

Brace yourself, you're in for a laugh.

Faithless Hope

I'm sitting here with faithless hope.
Endless roads, yet no place to go.
A heart filled with love, still no love to show.

My open arms ask you to come in,
But you walk away time and time again.
I can't even lie, I won't pretend-
My love for you just won't end.

Every day I move further along.
Still I come back; I refuse to carry on.

Everyone guides me in another direction when I know what to do,
I've decided that my life isn't worth living If I can't live it with you.

What do you do when letting go is a must?
When it seems you can't attain a mustard seed of faith or a teeny bit of trust?

The pieces to the puzzle lie in your hand,
But you won't put them together; you're afraid to understand.

Hidden sun, 200 mph winds.
We float amongst them aimlessly.
It seems as if this will never end.

Your words to me, never a scoff.
But I envy the timing for its terribly off!

What do you mean?
We can't be together?
Don't walk out when I need you most,
Amidst this stormy weather!

I don't see what someone else can have that I don't.
They'll break you slowly, but I--I won't.

I dread my thoughts, but here comes fission.
My heart fights with my mind on this one decision.

What's the Meaning of Valentine's Day?

What's the meaning of Valentines Day?

Every year it seems to be more and more about having a valentine, a date, gifts, a nice dinner, blah blah blah.

Personally, I've spent my Valentines Days with family; the real people I can count on loving me.
Every morning we'd wake up to new things Daddy put on our bed.
There was always roses and chocolate, but every year the actual gift changed.
One year I remember getting a diamond necklace, the next a huge stuffed animal.
Then daddy would take us all out to eat!
You get the point.

Every year, I could always count on my family being there to show me love on this holiday.
I've never been able to count on relationships.

Whatever the case, a lot of people are dreading the big day tomorrow.
Why?
Because maybe you've been hoping for the wrong things.

Most people have been hoping for dates, relationships, love, and eternal happiness.

Would you not be dissappointed if you just allowed Valentines Day to be about friends or family?

Why must it be about love or relationships?
We're young.

I promise you that the Valentines Day that you're hoping for, will come in due time.


Until then, make Valentines Day another opportunity to show your appreciation for those you know you can really rely on.

Remember this quote: "If you hope and pray for the *will of God* to be done, you will never be disappointed."

Apply that to Valentine's Day. You'll be surprised.

Peace. Love. & Happy Valentine's Day
XOXO
-Tiary

I'm Guilty...

I'm the furthest thing from perfect. I mean THE furthest thing.

Yes, I was that girl that made all A's. I was innocent. I was the pretty girl, the cheerleader. The one who got into every college she applied to, and attained thousands in scholarship money. I was the girl who was sheltered. The girl everyone thought was perfect. Even worse, the girl everyone believes that she herself thought was perfect.
Wrong. In all honesty, people think higher of me than I think of myself. That's (the acceptance of myself) a continuous work in progress.

My father always told me that although no one was perfect, everyone should strive to be as close to it as possible.
My faults rip me apart inside. With every mistake I make, I feel further away from perfect.
Although I'm a strong believer that every mistake is something we learn from, I constantly beat myself up.
I'm my own worst enemy.
Thus, I don't need you to be an enemy for me.

I've always been the furthest thing from perfect. Yes, everything appeared perfect on the outside, but the reality is I was silently suffering inside... This all goes back to my loss at six years old. My mom didn't want to believe that something was wrong. Her greatest fear was that I was going through the very thing that she was.

Never ignore it.

As years passed by, the problem accumulated. As me and my mother grew further apart, and the problem got much worse, I became rebellious. I rebelled against everything, and everyone. I didn't trust but one person. I wanted this one person to be my liberation from everything. I was wrong in throwing my problems to that one person. I was wrong in expecting that one person to fix my problems when he had had his own. Instead of working with that person, I worked for myself. I wasn't giving back what I was expecting to receive for myself.

I always thought that I ruined everything I touched. All the while, God was just trying to speak to me, to teach me a lesson.

I'm guilty.
I'm guilty of sinning. I'm guilty of disrespecting my parents. I'm guilty of hurting friends. I'm guilty of trying to fall in love knowing that I was head over heels in love with someone else. I'm guilty of lying... to people around me, and myself. I'm guilty of cheating. I'm guilty of rebelling. I'm guilty. I'm guilty. I'm guilty.
I'm guilty of being human.

The one thing about Tiary Degrate, is that I'm not a quitter.
I take my mistakes, the pain, the losses, etc and I learn from them. I move on.
I could have decided to be done when I lost my best friend, my uncle, my grandfather.
I could have decided to be done when I had no one to turn to.
I could have decided to be done when I lied.
I could have decided to be done when the doctors told me of my disorder.
I could have decided to be done when my mother cried for nights because of it.
I could have decided to be done when I was physically hurt.
I could have decided to be done when Emory got too hard.
I could have decided to be done at any moment.


That's not me. My mistakes do not determine who I am.
I will NEVER allow them to.
What I will allow is for me to learn from them. I'll allow them to bring me closer to God. I'll allow my mistakes to teach others. I'll allow my mistakes to help me grow. They will not be used as labels to describe me, for they are not accurate descriptions of who I truly am.

I understand people will judge me. People will dislike me. People will hate me. Well hey, those people can delete me from facebook, twitter, their lives.
I've started over. No, I'm not going to stop making mistakes completely, but I will stop making the same mistakes that I have already made.

I know of my faults. It's a complete waste of breath for you to go out of your way to make sure that I know. Who are you to judge the life I live? You're human too! Before you point your fingers, make sure your own hands are clean.
I naturally have a forgiving heart. I naturally don't judge. I naturally accept others as they come. I can't, however, expect everyone else to be the same way.

I'm 19 and I'm guilty of being human. In the midst of everything that's going on, I'm finding myself.
That's what it's all about.

I live. I learn. I grow.

It Was Time for You to Go Home.

I miss you more than anything. There’s not a day that goes by that I wish I had been there to save you. I mean, that was my duty as your best friend. I was supposed to protect you, yet I had failed. How had I failed at something so incredibly important?

Why couldn't I have allowed you to slide down a really long slide resulting in a scratch on your knee? Why couldn't I have persuaded you to sneak us an extra candy bar at snack time?

You were my best friend. You were everything a six year old could ever ask for. The fact that you were nearly four years older than me meant nothing. In fact, it made all the difference.
I was that little girl who had to get dropped off at summer camp everyday while my mom ran around town juggling two jobs and school. I was the first one there and the last one picked up.

You came to my rescue. Not only were you a big sister to your own little sister, but you were a big sister to me.
I still feel the warm Waco air against my cheek as you would push me on the swing, run over to push your sister, then race to me again. I still see your smile. I still long to play with your toys. I still hear your voice. Every memory will never fade.

For the last 13 years I've been blaming myself. I had allowed your death to negatively interfere with every part of my life. I had really made myself believe that because I wasn't there beside you on July 18th 1997, I had failed at saving you.

I thought that July 13th 1997 was the end of the world for me. Now I see that it was the day God decided to spare my life. He had more plans for me.

I didn't know that grabbing that brush from behind that mirror would be the one thing that saved my life. I remember everyone thinking that suspending me for breaking a mirror was completely irrational. Everyone joked about how short I was. It was an accident. Accidental Life Saver.

I first wanted to rip my heart out when I found out. Hundreds of kids were at that park that day, yet the tree fell on you. Why my angel? The second time I wanted to rip my heart out was watching your younger sister-only eight years old-crying her eyes out and being escorted out of the church at your funeral. I wanted to rip my heart out for the third time when I walked up and saw you inside the casket. You didn't look like the same girl I had seen just a week earlier. Your body was all wrinkled and thin. You had lost tons of weight. It was as if someone had used a tree as your own personal rolling pin. I hated the world for hurting you like that. I wanted to rip my heart out for the fifth time when everyone watched me chase after the limo with your body inside it down the street. I wanted to rip my heart out once and for all when your sister started ignoring me. The thought of having me there reminded her too much of you.

Everyday for the past 13 years I hated myself. I had been living my entire life in fear. My friendships, relationships, and trust in myself were all jeopardized. I hadn't been fair, and have hurt many people because I've been so afraid of losing anyone like I had lost you. I always told myself that It was my fault because I wasn't there. Now I see it as such a blessing.

I'd give anything to have you back here with me, but God needed you a lot more than I did. It was time for you to go home.

If I hadn't have gotten suspended that day, July 18th would have been completely different.
The three of us-The Powerpuff Girls- would have all worn matching outfits to camp that day. We would have brushed our Barbie's hair as usual. We would have handed our snacks off to the younger kids, because our stomachs would have been in knots, and we would have stood at the door of the bus begging the camp leader to allow us to sit three to a seat. The reality of it all is that I would have clung to your side like glue.

If I had been there on July 18th 1997-yes It's possible that I could have saved you-but it's even more possible that I would have died too.

R.I.P. Tenisha
1987-1997

Mistakes

Making a mistake might seem like the end of the world, but when you realize the value of that mistake and why you made it, it seems like it's only the beginning.☼

If I had a choice to take back any mistake, I wouldn't.
Why?
Because I wouldn't be where I am today.

A mistake is like a seed.
You plant it, and then you water it with tears.
When that seed grows, it's a beautiful flower of knowledge.


Be patient. Let your seeds bloom.

-xoxo,
Extraordin-ary :)

Reality.

You know what hurts?
That feeling that hits you when reality sets in.

That feeling that crushes your hopes and dreams-
The one that tells you everything isn't how you want it to be.
Not even how it could be.

But getting things to that point always so impossible.

My parents always told me that I constantly try to live a fairy-tale.
I do.

I never see it as a problem-
Well until reality sets in again.

The humor of it all is that I keep running back every time.
There's always that hope that this might finally be it.