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Fuck that shit you spit about the stars in the skies above when we need to be talking about how these bitches I mean goddesses need love. Oh you mad though bro? Didn’t mommy and daddy give you what you need? Nah moms was gone and never even told you who pops was, did she? So now you wanna take that shit out on me. Ha! Isn’t it so ironic how fucked up folks shy away from therapy but are the most in need concurrently? I won’t exclude myself but you see that’s why I took up psychology. Relationships these days are the shit nah they are the shit nah I mean they are the shit! Literally! People walking around with multiple college degrees but inside they’re dying, handicapped by emotional dis-ease. The shit is mind boggling really. We live in a world tainted by unhealed souls begging for your heart as a hand out without the promise of reciprocation or self control. Fucking with these foolish mortals all you’ll get is absent intellect, a STD your fatherless seed can’t pronounce and no child support check. And that’s just from dealing with these males who mistakenly call themselves men. Let us not forget about the womb-man. Some of you broads are even worse. Less concerned with respecting your temple and more concerned with the next season’s designer purse. “Bag lady you gone hurt yo back dragging all them bags like that.”  Waiting for someone to come along to distract you from the introspection that needs to take place; too scared to stand alone in your own space. Why is it you think when you have someone you’re better but as soon as shit go south your self-security switches like the weather? Because you’re not! You live in an illusion girl! Basing your self-esteem off of a dream, a fantasy you were handed as a child. I’m referring to the lie they told you saying you’re incomplete. You were young and vulnerable so you made that a belief. Now you’re grown, so to speak. “I’ll be fine as soon as I can call him or her mine.” Are you deaf, dumb or are you blind? Can’t you see without self love you’re obsolete? Selling your soul for free in the between the sheets. The Isley Brothers were making love but baby you just getting fucked. Yeah that was harsh but you need to hear this shit, so imma give it to you raw and uncut. You’re not a victim, you’re a volunteer and you need to grow up. It makes no sense to be playing these games when all you’re doing is hurting yourself. As soon as they’re gone there you go feeling sorry for yourself. Why don’t you take a timeout and do what you need to do to eliminate self-doubt. Only then will you not have to fake like you’re the shit, you truly will be and you’ll have the internal work you accomplished to prove it, Just Like Me. 

~ Tiffany Michellé ✌

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Posted by on September 12, 2016 in Dating, Life, Love

 

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Sweet dreams…

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When the mind stops, the wind no longer blows, words cease to be, when life silences your soul. When your speech lacks tone, a voice void, rendered speechless, when the quiet lingers. Pondering moments when one was loved. A time when you were held close and felt all was just; places never unearthed, touched. Finger tips caressed your soul. We were the stars in each other’s eyes. The Moon. The Earth, Goddess. The world sleeps, minds scream and hearts weep. Different and distant, as if never before. Reaching deep within the confides of silent solace, out of love’s reach. Thoughts become unfamiliar, pain peculiar, a space unknown. As the mind wanders, there lies a heart desiring to hear sweet colloquy, forevermore.

Tiffany Michellé

 
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Posted by on October 19, 2015 in Dating, Life, Love

 

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Dear John…

“To be at that inner place of complete peace, surrending silence and absolute love; you have to let go of your ego.”

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Until we meet again loves,
Tiffany Michellè

Visit my official site and gain access to my book of motivational prose and inspiration, Between Me and You.

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Posted by on July 10, 2014 in Dating, Life, Love

 

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Drug Induced Sappiness ; )

The gift we have as writers is not an everyday gift. Very few professions can take something intangible like thought and create something tangible like words transcribed on a piece of paper leaving an imprint on a person’s heart that lasts a lifetime. Writing is not just the recording of our most inner thoughts onto a keyboard. Writing is the visible connection that invisibly links us to the minds of other beings. When you touch a person with words, you’ve tapped into another man’s reality without even being in his presence. Like music, it has the power to travel from the exterior of a person’s existence into the depths of their soul. The words we articulate have the will to boost a reader to their highest height and the power to pull them down to their lowest whoa. Our words birth emotion. They initiate fear, we gift courage. We ignite fires of passion. We generate laughter; we are the creators of tears. Our thoughts save lives. Writing saves us…

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There’s something to be said about a person who can stir up the creativity within another. When you inspire me to write, my soul is born again. Your presence persuades me to dive into the truest part of my truest self. The world is mute, only beauty shines through. When you inspire me to write good things, you bless me with the purest form of joy. You warm my heart. When you inspire me to write, you comfort me. You cause my dreams to radiate truth through you. Today, you have inspired me to write and for that my friend, I love you.

 

 

Until next time sweet peas,

(I’m beautifully emotional today, blame it on the cold medicine : )

 

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Posted by on April 17, 2014 in Life

 

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