You WCW most likely hates being a promo model because it's a job with no benefits, no retirement, wack random hours and assignments, and you just get whatever job some random agency sends you and email for. Of course there are some girls killing the game, but really, it's a dead end and a no skill job that has no fulfillment and you lose your job to the next 22 year old with a boob job. It's all smiles and awesome fun online but getting harassed by wannabe ballers and old drunk golf fucks sucks. It's cool to make money flashing ass on Instagram I guess but it doesn't make a difference and has no value but to promote what? Being drunk in public? Seeing it first hand, it's almost being stuck for some really beautiful women who are aspiring models. Unfortunately, beauty isn't talent and if that's all your packing, you better get into some acting classes or go back to college ASAP! #model#promo#budlight#realtalk
In this picture, there is a lot of love ❤️
There is also fighting of doubts, tough decisions, laughs, tears, hard conversations and overcoming fear 👻
Because when you are building an extraordinary life together — love isn’t a feeling, it’s a choice. Some days, it’s a harder choice to make than others 💁🏻♀️
Most won’t admit that to you because it doesn’t make a pretty picture for social media 🤳🏻 But if you’re wondering if your relationship should be picture-perfect like every other post your friends put up, I want you to know that it is especially with relationships that people put up only their highlight reels 🎥
Be 💯 with yourself and get tunnel vision on your relationship goals. You may realize they are different than your partner’s and that’s ok, too. Just don’t play yourself (DJ Khaled voice) thinking it’s always a fairy tale 🤪
#relationshipgoals#relationships#blessed 🙏 #gratefulheart#buildanempire#goals#couplegoals#brooklyn#dumbobrooklyn#travellife#entrepreneurlife#socialmarketing#socialmediamarketing#investor#womeninbusiness#realtalk
This isn’t just about the weights | Matthew 11:28-30 — 28 Then Jesus said, “Come to me, all of you who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest. 29 Take my yoke upon you. Let me teach you, because I am humble and gentle at heart, and you will find rest for your souls. 30 For my yoke is easy to bear, and the burden I give you is light.” — Not only does the effort in the gym weigh on you, and the actual weights take an extra ounce of effort, but life also weighs on us and takes extra effort at times. The yoke talked about here represents/emphasizes the challenges, work, and difficulties of partnering with Christ in life. That’s what is meant by the yoke is easy to bear. Responsibilities weigh us down, even the effort of staying true to God. But Jesus’ yoke remains easy compared to the crushing alternative. Life will never be easy—the yoke is still an oxen’s tool for working hard. But it’s a shared yoke when we give our life to Christ, with the weight of life falling on bigger shoulders than our own. Someone with more pulling power is up front helping. Suddenly you are participating in life’s responsibilities with a great Partner. •
10 months ago I embarked on my 300hour #yogateachertraining . As a #yogi I tried not to enter the training with any expectations. In my mind though, I would have loved nothing more than to #teach and teach and teach some more. I thought that would make me a better #yogateacher .
And while I did gain valuable experience learning to make a #yogaclass up on the fly, or building a class around a certain constraint, the most valuable lessons I gained were internal. I learned to surrender, to be #grateful , and how to be content with what is. I worked on patience, empathy, and compassion. I worked on quieting the mind and doing things for the sake of #enjoyment without attachment to the result.
That doesn't even being to cover everything that sunk in over the last almost-year, but it's a start. I'm grateful to my teacher Angie for her love, kindness, and knowledge. I'm so fortunate to have her as my mentor. I'm appreciative of my classmates for being real and vulnerable, and creating a safe space for me to be real and vulnerable too. Finally, I'm so proud of me and my husband for doing this together and growing as a team.
I’ve been listening to this great book called Finished. It discusses how perfectionists give up completely if they can’t do something perfectly. That’s been me and this blog. I had intended to post twice a week but realistically, I am an articling student and I need to sleep. Also my phone is really shitty and it takes me like 5 minutes to successfully click the post button. Anyways, here’s to posting more frequently, yet imperfectly. And recognizing that a blogger is not my career path. www.whitegirlrevert.com
Went out for pho after our library date. At the restaurant I got the oil of the jalapeño on my fingers and somehow that transferred to my left nostril and now my nostril is on fire 🔥. And this ice is barely helping. Sooo...
After I realised that doing what you love to do and don’t listen to the opinion of others. Follow your heart, just go for it, make mistakes, lose, win, no matter what happens just keep doing it. As long as it makes you happy. ❤️
In your journey, there will be a lot of people who will not support you, more who will say nothing is going to happen to you or you’re doing the wrong thing. There will be more who will not be saying anything cos they don’t care at all. 🤨
At the same time there are few people who supports you and believe in you. And you know who they are. Respect their belief in you. They are your reasons for the #hustle and your daily #grind 👊🏻
Don’t prove anything to anybody else who don’t give a shit about you. Life is great with the ones who deserve your #love#time and #attention . 💖🕰💡
Don’t work hard for the wrong reasons, most especially impressing others or proving others wrong. Don’t be lazy because your loved ones deserves what your potential and #passion can do. ✨
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Getting really open and vulnerable tonight. I have some bad habits from struggles with eating that are really hitting me right now. I don’t officially restrict calories, but I also am not flexible like I’d like to be about meal times. I find myself still trying to constantly be moving because I still harbor fear about being ‘sedentary.’ I still, because of digestive issues, find myself scared to eat or eat certain foods because I’m afraid they’ll trigger problems. But I am not and can not be putting myself on an elimination diet. So I guess here I’m asking for prayer and that I could walk in the light with these struggles and not cover them. .
1 John 4:10-12 KJV
 Herein is love, not that we loved God, but that he loved us, and sent his Son to be the propitiation for our sins.  Beloved, if God so loved us, we ought also to love one another.  No man hath seen God at any time. If we love one another, God dwelleth in us, and his love is perfected in us.
#walkinthelight#confessions#recoveryisworthit pic credit: @off.on.an.adventure
Since kids nowadays always on social media...I’ll repost *ahem* @ballwit_austin. My goal for you when you grow up is to become successful, graduate COLLEGE, continue to play 🏀, and when you’re ready, find yourself a nice, smart, goal oriented LADY like your mama 😂. Don’t grow up and be the guy everyone wants to stay away from. If you ever have to question your actions, ask yourself WWMMDTM (what would my mama do to me). #realtalk#besomebody#butdontbestupid#dontbethatguy
Real talk: #depression
All my life I have struggled with depression. I remember being around 8 years old thinking terrible things about myself and feeling hallow inside. That heart wrenching pain that pulls the air from your lungs and makes every heart beat unbearable. I’m 31 and to this day I struggle with these feelings regularly. It is a huge reason I call myself an optimist. Optimism is the only thing that has ever pulled me out of that depressive pit. But that is not the focus of this post. Today I wanted to take a minute or two and acknowledge the power of depression, to acknowledge the hurts in life that rip the smile off your face and make breathing difficult. I do not acknowledge these things to give them power, rather just to be authentic and say “I am hurting.” I hate running. I always have. Yet, in this season of my life running has been the only thing to drive that depression away. Running has been the only thing to push me through the mental fog and bring me clarity. It has been the only thing I’ve found to lift me out of that pit into the warmth of the sun. Yet my past two runs have done nothing for my state of mind. My hurts feel unbearable and my joy feels stolen from me. My body screams at me to give up and mentally I have no strength to fight back, so I yield.
I couldn’t run today because the weight of the depression felt too heavy. I tried and could only make it a few tenths before I would nearly breakdown. So why am I sharing this? Because I believe very strongly that how you approach everything in life starts with your attitude. I believe that most, if not all battles are lost in the mind long before they are lost in the world. But! Depression is one sneaky bastard, and sometimes you are defeated long before you even begin. Today has been a loss for me. My mind has weighed down my heart, which has weighed down my soul, which has left me feeling hurt and vulnerable.
Generally I would try to have some positive, uplifting message at the end to turn this around. But today I just feel like sharing that I’m hurt and I know I will have better days. But today just was not one of them.
This is the movie that should be discussed at churches, community centers, public forums, and the water cooler. Go see it, and pray for the day when we don't have "the talk" in black communities. #RealTalk
okay I’m finna rant because I just can’t even deal rn. Just because you find me attractive DOES NOT MEAN THAT I AM OBLIGATED TO GIVE YOU ANY OF MY TIME OR HAVE TO GIVE YOU MY NUMBER. YOU ARE A GROWN MAN AND SHOULD BE ABLE TO TAKE “NO.” FOR AN ANSWER. And this just doesn’t apply to just men either, some women get upset if the guy they like doesn’t have mutual feelings as well. GROW UP. #notyourbitch#finsta#explore