I am not lucky.
You know what I am?
I am smart.
I am talented.
I take advantage of the opportunities that come my way.
And I work really really hard.
Don’t call me lucky.
Call me a badass.
If you have been brutally broken but still have the courage to be gentle to other living beings, than you’re a badass with a heart of an angel.
The number of this post points that I am writing something stupid/crazy/creative/dumb/useless/motivational/rant/rogue/random/original out of my head or heart since past few months continuously each single day.
“I vow to all who stand for TRUTH & INTEGRITY. You are the definition of BADASS to me in 2019.” Let’s exchange some respect no matter where you stand. Way back when I was 16, something changed in my life. The way I look/communicate/value people has so much to do with few incidents. Trying to be a humble happy me.
I want to exchange little love to all who spend their few minutes in a day to read the crap/thing I write here. A biggggg Thank you from this side. I take it like a diary for keeping things active & alive for me whenever i want to access. Some people reply to few posts & some spam with fee app & referral links too. I read all & approve few. Written enough words for the day. Have a good one. 😜