Sometimes I want to draw – Sometimes I want to write – Sometimes I want to sing – Sometimes I want to rap – Sometimes I want to paint graffiti – Sometimes I want to paint on bottles – Sometimes I want to be complex – Sometimes I want to be simple – Sometimes I want to wear stilettos – Sometimes I want to wear Jordan’s – Sometimes I want to put on make up – Sometimes I want to play basketball – Sometimes I want to make bread – Sometimes I want to solve a math problem – Sometimes I feel fat – Sometimes I feel like I look aiight – Sometimes I speak proper – Sometimes I speak slang – Sometimes I want to hide from people – Sometimes I want to chill with my homies – Sometimes I’m compassionate – Sometimes I want to chop people in the damn throat – Sometimes I want to talk – Sometimes I just want to listen – Sometimes I want to help people – Sometimes I want to say “figure it the fuck out like I have to” – Sometimes I want to wear feathers and silver – Sometimes I want to wear diamonds and gold – Sometimes I feel I’m below average – Sometimes I feel like an Alien, so alienate myself is what I do #RealShit -RealityOfAPreachersDaughter
Author: Preacher's Daughter
Hell of a year
It’s been a hell of a year…
So much shit happened it’s hard to keep up. I feel like I was trying to stay on the right track. With the death of my aunt in the first half of the year and the death of my grandfather at the holidays… My emotions were all over the place.
I want to take charge and make this year a year I can really be proud of. I need to write more in this journal, because it always makes me feel better especially since it’s no one knows who I am. I can say wtf I feel.
I know it’s not easy being you (reader), but it’s not easy being me. My mom is a devout Christian who wants all four of her kids to be holy rollers and my father is a pastor of a church. Me… I’m the rebel, who got lost in being who everyone wanted me to be and decided to find my got damn self again.
C.T. Fletcher is a great inspiration to me. His father was similar my father… a pastor and abusive. Now he’s an international hero and mentor to so many being exactly who he is. -RealityOfAPreachersDaughter
Keep your ass over there!
Don’t come over here trying to run my life. Keep your ass over there! -RealityOfAPreachersDaughter
Loss for Gain
I’ve been holding on for dear life. And it’s time to let go –RealityOfAPreachersDaughter
Liar
My father was a liar
He got cut off
I’m just sayin -RealityOfAPreachersDaughter
Holding my Breath
I got some news the other day that my grandfather wasn’t good, then I see on Facebook that he passed.
I just called my mom so she could call a family member.
So I’m holding my breath. I’m holding my fuckin breath! -RealityOfAPreachersDaughter
“Money on my mind”
I hear these success stories about the struggle before the big break… I guess that’s where I am. Working working working. Experiencing and trying to let go of my fears.
Fearing success, failure, fame, money, poverty, family… this is why people never get shit. I just couldn’t wait any longer. I’ve been taking chances, putting myself out there. I know one day people will see who I am. Until then, I have to grind hard, then grind harder. -RealityOfAPreachersDaughter
13
When I was 13 I was more confident than I am now as an adult. Why is that?
Fear is real -RealityOfAPreachersDaughter
Shit didn’t work
I tried being the person that was “approachable”. The person that blended in. The “likable” chick.
That shit didn’t work. I never fit in even when I tried. Trying to fit in just made me look real fuckin awkward. I was looking lost. I thought about whether I would want to be my own damn friend. No the fuck I would not! I just have to be who the hell I am no matter how uncomfortable I make people. -RealityOfAPreachersDaughter

