HAPPY TUESDAY! I am a day late, I'm so sorry. Work and life, you all know how it is. However, I will always find time to post.

This blog is titled, "Live Your Best Life." That seems to be the phrase circling the nation. Having so many different meanings, but ultimately saying, 'DON'T LET ANYONE TELL YOU HOW TO LIVE YOUR LIFE! DO AS YOU WISH, HOW YOU WISH, WHEN YOU WISH!' You want to travel the world, do it. You just broke up with your significant other, and want to go wild, well be safe and have at it. You want to gain or loose weight, what is stopping you? You hate your job? Find a new one and quit the old one. You want to follow your dreams, follow them. Your life is yours to do with as you pretty much please.

Lil Duval's song, "Smile" ft. Snoop Dog & Cardi B's song "Best Life" ft. Chance The Rapper, emphasizes so much of what living ones own best life means. You shouldn't follow anyone's rules but your own. Obviously you want to follow the laws, but when it comes to your personal life do you.

I say this because everyday I watch my friends, random people, and celebrities who are constrained by people who don't really know them. Constrained by people who are trying to stop their bag and for what? Because they are jealous? Because they have nothing better to do? Like you want to sleep with whoever, or have a friends with benefits situation with someone? Then do it. What's stopping you? That ex of five years you just broke up with? The friends you think will judge you? That society may call you a hoe? Sis or brother (never know who takes the time to read my long ass blogs), it's your body do with it as you please. You want to go shopping everyday and spend money you may or may not have, my friend do it.

I had a friend who loved sex. Would have sex they way she was who all the different people she was? No, but that's me. I can't tell you or anyone for that matter what to do. All I can say is be safe and clean, and think about if that's really want you want and need. I had another friend in high school who senior year transferred to be with her man in another state. Everyone said to me how as a friend could I support that. For one she was 18 years old, and her own person. I told her that it seemed a little risky and that I was worried for her, but at the end of the day the choice was hers to make. She moved, still finished high school, and went on to college, and 5 years later is married and happy. LIVING HER BEST LIFE!

What I want people to take from this post is that it is okay to be unsure of life, but don't be afraid to live it. The next day is never a guarantee. If you are having a bad day, month or even year, remember that life is full of possibilities and miracles. This may sound corny, but anything is possible if you believe in it. Not everyone is lucky enough to have a great support system, but have faith in yourself. At the end of the day support system or not you have to wake up each day and fight another fight. Be responsible with your life and never take it for granted.

It’s time where anything is possible. I’ve had a blog before and never really did anything with it. It was actually a friend of mine who ended up starting one that made me realize how much I missed it. However, when starting a venture like this one everyone is always going to have something to say. We’re in a millennial age where young people are turning unthought of jobs into careers. Becoming influencers by just stating their feelings. The world is changing with a blink of an eye.

When I revamped my blog and showed my friends, they were all supportive as they were the first time around. One friend said to me, “Your blog reminds me of Issa Rae and the show Insercure.” Now I’ve never seen the show, so I was throughly confused. I didn’t want to be like anyone or anything. I just want to be me. But the issue at hand is that everyone is doing what I’m doing. There are so many people getting famous of their words and funny or serious videos. The question is what makes everyone different?

I’m not doing this for the fame because I’m low key a shy woman still learning to grow. I do this because it betters myself. I do this because maybe my words can encourage other girls and women like me. Social media has grown so much over the years and been a platform for so many since, but I just want to be a voice. A voice to the females like me who take a while to break out of their shells. @princ_ea on instagram made a good point when he brought up what makes people influencers? He asks what are we influencing people to do? I don’t want to influence. I want to encourage.

I want to encourage women to be bold and beautiful. I want encourage the shy to stand tall and proud. I want to encourage the bigger women and people that size doesn’t define who we are. I want to continue to encourage myself that everyday I will grow and learn something new everyday.

We live in a millennial age, and everyone is coming alive. Stay woke and never sleep on who you’re meant to be. Anything absolutely anything is possible.

𝔸 𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝
𝔸 𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕓𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝
𝕊𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕟𝕪, 𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕝𝕖𝕥𝕚𝕔, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕔𝕝𝕦𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤
ℕ𝕒𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕝𝕠𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕤𝕪𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕞 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕜𝕖𝕕
𝔻𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖, 𝕤𝕠𝕔𝕔𝕖𝕣, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕕
ℙ𝕣𝕠𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕞𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪 𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕠𝕟 𝕒 𝕤𝕚𝕞𝕡𝕝𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕕
𝔸 𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕒 𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕕’𝕤
𝔸 𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕕'𝕤 𝕚𝕟𝕟𝕠𝕔𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕤𝕠 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤
𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕕
𝔹𝕣𝕠𝕜𝕖𝕟 𝕥𝕠 𝕡𝕚𝕖𝕔𝕖𝕤
ℕ𝕠 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝔹𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕫 𝕕𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕤 𝕠𝕣 𝕤𝕝𝕖𝕖𝕡 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕤
ℕ𝕠 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕖𝕕𝕕𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕤
ℕ𝕠 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒 𝕕𝕒𝕕𝕕𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝
𝕊𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕞𝕖 𝕒 𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕠𝕥𝕪𝕡𝕖
𝕊𝕚𝕔𝕜, 𝕙𝕠𝕤𝕡𝕚𝕥𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕫𝕖𝕕, 𝕓𝕣𝕠𝕜𝕖𝕟
𝔸𝕓𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕕, 𝕙𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕕
ℙ𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕕, 𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕕, 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕗𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕕
𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕕𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕔𝕣𝕚𝕓𝕖𝕕 𝕒 𝕪𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕠𝕗 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕖
𝔹𝕠𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕟
𝔸 𝕔𝕚𝕥𝕪 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕨 
𝔹𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕝𝕖𝕗𝕥 
𝕋𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕒 𝔹𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕊𝕖𝕒 
𝕊𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕕𝕣𝕠𝕨𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 
𝔹𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕠𝕟 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕤 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕓𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕞𝕖𝕒𝕟𝕥 
𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕟 𝕆𝕣𝕖𝕠 𝕞𝕖𝕒𝕟𝕥 
𝕁𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕒𝕝𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕤 
𝕁𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕕 𝕒𝕟 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕕𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕗𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕕 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕞𝕠𝕦𝕥𝕙 
𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕟𝕖𝕩𝕥 𝕗𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕪𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕤 𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕤𝕥 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕝𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕡𝕠𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕓𝕝𝕖 
𝔹𝕣𝕦𝕚𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕓𝕣𝕠𝕜𝕖𝕟
𝕊𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕕𝕤 𝕔𝕒𝕞𝕖 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕡𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕟 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕕𝕚𝕕𝕟'𝕥 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕞𝕖𝕒𝕟𝕥 
𝕊𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕟𝕠 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝 
𝕎𝕙𝕠 𝕕𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪 
𝕋𝕚𝕡𝕥𝕠𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕨𝕒𝕪 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕠𝕦𝕕 𝕟𝕠𝕚𝕤𝕖𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕘𝕙𝕠𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕡𝕒𝕤𝕥 
𝔾𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕚𝕘 𝕥𝕒𝕝𝕖𝕤 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕕 
𝔾𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕒𝕤𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕒 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕗𝕖𝕔𝕥 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕖 
𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕒 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕗𝕖𝕔𝕥 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕞𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕨𝕠𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣 
𝔸 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕗𝕖𝕔𝕥 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕨𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕦𝕡 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕪
𝕎𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕦𝕡 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕪 
𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕪 𝕚𝕗 𝕔𝕣𝕦𝕖𝕝 𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕗𝕦𝕝 𝕡𝕖𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒 𝕗𝕒𝕥 𝕦𝕘𝕝𝕪 𝕓𝕚𝕥𝕔𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕕𝕒𝕪 
ℕ𝕠𝕥 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕗 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕘𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕣𝕪 𝕥𝕠 𝕛𝕦𝕞𝕡 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕜 𝕪𝕠𝕦
𝕁𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕕𝕖𝕗𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝔸𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕔𝕦𝕝𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖 
𝔸 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕗𝕖𝕔𝕥 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕨𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕦𝕡 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦'𝕕 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕗𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕜𝕚𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕔𝕠𝕠𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦 
𝔸 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕗𝕖𝕔𝕥 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕪 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕦𝕣𝕥 𝕓𝕪 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣​ 𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕕 
𝔸 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕗𝕖𝕔𝕥 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕒 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝕒𝕘𝕠 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖
𝔽𝕦𝕔𝕜 𝕒 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕗𝕖𝕔𝕥 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕖 
𝟚𝟚 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕕𝕘𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝟚𝟛
ℍ𝕠𝕝𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕠 𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕕𝕙𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕞𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤 
𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕒𝕕 
𝔸 𝕘𝕣𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕓𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝 
𝕁𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕨𝕚𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕓𝕖 
𝔸 𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕓𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟
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