Monday, October 24, 2016

Know your worth. Don't compromise your standards. Stay classy. Most people are one page people;


Know your worth. Don't compromise your standards. Stay classy. When the devil whispers, "You're not good enough," we also hear, "and you never will be." We may not be good enough BUT we WILL be better. Stay Humble, Stay Hungry. Life is very short, so forgive quickly, believe slowly, love truly, laugh loudly and always remember to thank God for it all.

"Faith journeys are never simply intellectual exercises."....If the whole world was blind, how many people would you impress? Rachel Jarrot, lots of love, lots of luck, hats and horns to sound. Talk to meee, lots of ups and downs, snakes in grass, freaks and frogs, kissed once. Lots of tails in the air, donkeys and monkey packs, dates in the woods, Rach Jay, lover Steven Jarrot, faces in the dark, tales to share, lots of hard knocks, ways to grow, ways to run to the next window,  views online. 

An El Pilar fighting bull attacks an onlooker during the running of the bulls festival...
Know your worth. Don't compromise your standards. Stay classy.  Most people are one page people;The people that you cross during your lifetime are there for a purpose, a reason, a season or a lifetime , you just have desire what the reason is. It may or may not be something that you know from the beginning, or something that you decide from their actions.

Most people are one page people; their book of life is a one page book, not much there to read between the lines at all. So what do you do with people like that? Not sure, depending on when they showed up, and what you need to get completed.Know your worth. Don't compromise your standards. Stay classy.  Most people are one page people;

Turning the pages on a dark period, moving on to a brighter dazes on the beach, it is time.Know your worth. Don't compromise your standards. Stay classy.  Most people are one page people; Dates with a horse charmer, 420 blowing in the wind, watching the horses cum and go, pieces of a dream, the birds and the bees. Dreams of mine, on the beach, watching the horses down,  for the water after a race or two. Animals and bugs that fly, gifts of wings to get here and there, new starts are the meaning of the butterflies.

Angels, fairies, and pixies are the girls that I know, every day earth angels, for the smiles, for the joys and the laughter of the friends on the side lines. Friends, family members, saints and sinners at the forks in the road, take the high road, not the easy roads. Sails on the boats of the seas of changes, butterflies out for the colors of the sunny dazes on the shores. Hope for the best, and get ready for the pits in the bowls of cherries. Lemons for the sugar and spices for the girls to make the most of the bumps in the road, and drinks made of the lemons, dodging the rocks under the sands of time.Know your worth. Don't compromise your standards. Stay classy.  Most people are one page people;

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