LIFE BABY B.

I guess life occurs to me as a growing experience.

I learn something errday, even if I didnt want to..

So, I got intertwined with some people, & let me just say..

who are real cool dudes, but I need to confront them sooner or later

about how I dont appreciate how they've thrown me to the curb

for some sketchy ass reason. A+ on your work, now how about mine?

I don't want to seem selfish, I really don't. But when i'm on my grind,

im on it and I dont see anyone else really. So if you come into the picture

why are you gonna deuce out? I don't get it, Thank god for my consistant 

love of my life, neal donnnnneeeeelllllllyyyyyy. 

Today at the park I made it a point to introduce myself to all the homeless people there.

Not because I feel bad for them but because they're people too,

and it sucks that people end up like that, in the position where they have no home.

I mean they carry around their LIFE in a backpack, and to me..thats sad. For sure.

My heart is with them, and they're in my prayers, when I decide to pray. I take them into consideration. Because people will be people and the more I meet more people the happier I get. No matter WHAT your status in life may be.

One day, my goal is to be STADIUM STATUS.

To get there ALL on my own seems more than ridiculously impossible.

But I think I need to have a better viewpoint on the matter.

I can't depend on anyone to help me get there,

and if my music is what I love (which it is) I'm gonna make it my life (which I already have.)

I seem to be rambling, but what are blogs for hmm?

I just want to thank everyone in my life at this point.

I feel like no matter how far you get, whether it's to the TOP or in the middle,

or whatever, there's always someone to thank. And how good it feels to be grateful.

Neal Donnelly. My boulder. My other half. My best friend, THANK  YOU.

Carrina B. My sister. My conscience. My best friend, THANKYOU.

Spencer. My brother. My only connection to childhood. My talker. My listener, THANKYOU.

Skyler. My cousin. My understander. My vent intaker. THANKYOU.

Goodness, the list may go on for days, but those are my primary's. 

I hope one day I get to declare my love for everyone through a song

with a beautiful orchestra behind me and a beat made by Yeezy.

AY, a girl can damn well dream. AND guess what? I make it a point to.

enough for now,

xoxo: noelle.