Manipulative Monday's ~ You Don't Even Know Them Anymore!!!

By Itgirl Overload
Let's face it. I've summoned you here to recognize an important factor. I've gathered you around my DIGITAL TABLE, to discuss how your perception is faulty. You'll still believing somthing that isn't real. You're holding on to a person, who's considered to be a dead beat in the webster dictionary. I'm talking about dead weight. We all are familiar as to what happens when it's life or death, and what you should've been isn't no longer an option. You quickly run out of options when you're drowning, because you decided not to let go of the dead weight. How tragic must it be, to die from someone else's baggage and or incompetence. Let's think about it for a split second. Are really willing to depart from this world, all in the name of swallowing old beliefs that soon turn into poison? That's not a love story, but merely a sad and pathetic story.
Do you find yourself repeating the same old tune, to those who specializes in music? Do you feel like the subject quickly changes, but it's never by your own doing? Have you down played how you were feeling to make those who hurt you, feel so big? By me asking these questions, I'm by no means making a fool of you. I'm trying to get you to see that you're being made a fool, by those wishing to ship you off to the circus. See. No one truly becomes lost without a guide -to get back home. It's when someone comes in and snatches that guide, to keep you... well from being you. You have to understand the meaning behind MANIPULATION, to change the manipulation in your life. REMEMBER THIS IS YOUR WORLD, AND EVERYBODY YOU MEET IS JUST LIVING IN IT!!! You have the power to overthrow anyone; who for some reason forgets their role in your life, so please love me and change yourself... before you wreck yourself xoxo ItGirl OverLoad xoxo

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