"I always clean jewelry gifted to me, and newly bought." I smiled, using the toothbrush and scrubbing, the jewelry.
Excited at the little trinkets I gifted myself, that came in, and the ones gifted to me from a place out of love, from the gifter...
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I think everyone dreams of being famous, No? Being noticed, or at least a familiar concept. To break the mold of needing to follow the enigmatic view of, having degrees as evidential paper proof you have that talent within you. Me? Well, I'm not like most girls who listen to their parents, when it comes to pursuing that path of college and working for another company, who'lljust end up skewering me over. I've been lied to, treated like a disposable tool, promoted but without the company writing it out.
EXECUTIVE MANAGER for McDonald's proof.. haven't even offered up my insurance, until Istoppedshowing up. LEAD ON CALL CAREGIVER? My paydidn't match the criteria of the title, and the insurance? Wasn't offer tillI announced I was moving, cities. See, a lot of people tell me, I have so much talent, so many gifts, that Ishould go to college to be a Doctor, Lawyer, Veternarian, Tax Person, Artist, Singer, Musician, Writer, Professional Athlete, Physical Trainer, Dietician, Professional Choreographer, Dancer, Etc. Growing up they been telling me these things, and many more. As, I get older though, Inoticed they stopped telling me that. Realizing that I have that capability, that instinctual knowledge. Need something fixed? I'm your man, technically my body is a girl, but you get the jiff.
I remember, I tried pursuingInstagrammodeling, had my layouts all set, which profile grabbed what attention, which and what to upload, what each was supposed to portray to further, my dream career. But as time went on, for some reason, my mind kept getting blurted between the lines.. Now I'm glad to say I am able to see clearly across the horizon, and my goal, my aim. My dream is in the bag!
I'm still working on perfecting the nails though, hopefully early on before Easter. They're perfectly done!
I can do my own hair, dye it perfectly, style my own clothes, and hopefully get rid of this nasty habit of reopening wounds on the surface.
Now, let's talk about my best friend! The hacker! It's amazing how we met! Going to church! I wore what I wanted and kept catching his eye! He approached me, and exchanged numbers, he eyes my phone, and a twinkle in his eyes gleamed, I see a grin.
