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"He never said it would be easy. But he promised me help. That help comes from this gift I have. Id be lost without this" - Type.Classy

I must say these are incomplete. My mind has been racing full speed ahead and this is the result. Its two parts not meant to be connected. So here we go part one

"Control is a state of mind. Those that think they have it don't. But those they know they don't do." - Type.Classy

We are like two enemies. Constant battle of who gets what and why. We can't compromise. We want the same thing the same way. I'm not giving in for you. But you're persistent. And sometimes I just don't have the energy. As much as I hate you I just want some rest. Peace of mind body and soul. We can hate later. This could kill me. But I can't say I care enough to live. If I die you die too and that's my aim. I'll never be able to come back but I'm ready to go forward. We can't be us no more. There has to be separation. If I don't give my all to Him I might as well give Him nothing. Or maybe we can start slow. I can start with my heart then eventually I'm ready for my mind. Or maybe I'll surrender my body. Can you just take half and make another whole?

And here we go part two

"If we do the unthinkable would it make us look crazy. Or would it be so beautiful either way I'm saying if you ask me I'm ready" - Alicia Keys

I'm at a place in my life where I'm ready to go some where else. I feel like I have seen everything there is to see. This is no longer home to me. There is nothing else to do but keep moving. So many people here that just ain't the same. You think you really know who people are until you start changing. The funniest thing about change is the ones closet to you never accept yours. It's almost like you spent your hard earned money on something you thought was perfect for them. So you bring it to them and they look at it like it's beneath them. You can put your all into something and people will look at it like that's nothing. Trips me out every single time. I'm grateful that my aim is not to please man. But God. He has been more than amazing to me and it's truly time I stood and continued to be amazing for Him. I have to re-present Him the right way. Everything I do has to be on point. So with that being said I write this....

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