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The rich, the homeless and the lost. All patting our feet on the bricks to whistles, flutes and war drums. One by one-eventually we'll all get up to dance our sorrows away and allow more rhythm for glory. Things turn the way they turn for a reason. Quit showing me your different dance moves or I'll punch you in the face again. Don't think I won't stand up for myself, don't think I can't dance on my own..
Whew. So..about manifesting what you want: Don't do it unless you know EXACTLY what you're getting yourself into. I guess you have to have experiences with horrible people in order to appreciate the ones with the good. Last night I cheered to an exceptional tomorrow..and I meant it.
P.S. Want to know what's so interesting? Despite the nauseating drama that surrounded me for so long, I still kiss the ground I walk on because it's not Pensacola.
Whew. So..about manifesting what you want: Don't do it unless you know EXACTLY what you're getting yourself into. I guess you have to have experiences with horrible people in order to appreciate the ones with the good. Last night I cheered to an exceptional tomorrow..and I meant it.
P.S. Want to know what's so interesting? Despite the nauseating drama that surrounded me for so long, I still kiss the ground I walk on because it's not Pensacola.