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03/19/2025

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hey y’all, I’m really asking not for a friend but for me. Do I have a legitimate case to sue Instagram or Apple whoever the f*** wrote this algorithm.? Because I was having a great day and I come to my phone and see this bullsh** I legitimately want somebody to have to answer to this bullsh** because this is my real life. I am mentally unstable and Instagram or Apple decide to show me a picture of this nigg@?? And I’m not supposed to be triggered? Because I am TRIGGERED! The only reascapital letter triggered, Please answer please serious answer only.on I calmed down as quickly as I did was bc “I’m in therapy and it’s working”. Bc we all know what the would have done from here.

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07/27/2017

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The Fire
I allowed the scotch to spill into my future. Like a child I am ignorant to its ability to destroy me. I am mesmerized by its brilliance.

Each time I encounter her flames I am mesmerized by her radiance. I am captivated by her dance against the backdrop of a dark room.

Her warmth pulls me closer and I can breath in her scent. She massages the chill off my skin. Her presence is vicious but without it we are left only to bear the bitter cold.

07/27/2017

A woman's guide…….

Yea… I think its bu****it. A woman's guide to what? Its a man's world. In every sense. Regardless of how we look at it… all of us are looking for that right one. Someone who will

07/27/2017

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I could still smell him on me as I drove up the interstate listening to Sade. The lyrics fit so well… so much so they stung.

"Ive lost the use of my heart…."

I skipped to the next song and pushed back the feelings I had. Mostly because I couldn't come up with a justifiable reason for my attitude… not really… I could think of 1001 plausible explanations… but I knew each and any one of them would be bu****it.

I sighed and my attention came back to my songstress' lyrics…

"How could you… ?"

My patience and understanding had deminished and I could only chalk all this up to karma.

That bitch!

I must admit… There weren't many clues. At least there were no obvious ones… the ones that most men fail to discard. But as I was looking for the bra that had been thrown across the room earlier in our fit of lust, I noticed the picture frame face down on the table next to the bed.

As I'd previously disclosed, anything out in plain sight was fair game and would more than likely be explored…. at the least peeked at. I mean, why do people display photographs of loved ones and pictures of impressive images… they know people like to look around… .our eyes by nature want to explore our surroundings.

Low and behold I flipped the frame over only to see a very happy couple in what appeared to be an aboveground behind a white pickett fence kinda thing. She had similar features… and the blonde hair… instantly I was pi**ed.

06/30/2017

I dug into my bag pulling out the little Baggy full of w**d. He looked at me with frustration. The communication gap was stressful. The stash, he says. He begins to pat me down. An image of police officers frisking me should have aroused me. Instead it planted a bad seed of fear diminishing my most recently bolstering confidence. Ego retreated. Eliminated actually. He kissed me on the forehead when he felt the buldge. I'd been crossing my legs in the car. The package had confirmed to the walls of my curvatuous p***y. It now smelled of herb. My p***y that is. Eww. Lol

My imagination transformed me into Cookie Wolfe. Complete with Chanel bag and Louboitin stilletos. Oh yea. I was a bad bitch. You betta ask about me.

Except this wasn't America nor was this the Fox network. Reality was not really as filtered as I'd like it to be. Still I played pretend. I tucked my pistol back into the right boot and strutted off towards the projects. Caribbean Quartes. The fallen kingdom of Khalid Powers. A cowardly ruler who led his people into slavery. This awful fate was a result of the King ordering Aldo to serve his remaining years imprisoned for theft. He stole he woman the king coveted. She wanted only him to love her. To marry her To impregnate her. To grow old with. The king could not deal. So he decided to rid himself and her of Aldo. In chains now he sat on a cold hard wet floor. Dark and frigid. But warmed by her image. A memory. It gave him life. This is the story of me the earth. This is the story of the first chapter: Genesis; Adam and Eve.

06/30/2017

J'ai creusé dans mon sac en sortant le petit Baggy plein de mauvaises herbes. Il m'a regardé avec frustration. L'écart de communication était stressant. Le cachet, dit-il. Il commence à me tordre. Une image des policiers qui me frôlerais m'aurait éveillé. Au lieu de cela, il a planté une mauvaise graine de peur en diminuant ma dernière confiance. Ego s'est retiré. Eliminé en fait. Il m'a embrassé sur le front quand il a ressenti le buldge. J'avais traversé mes jambes dans la voiture. Le paquet avait confirmé aux murs de ma ch**te courbée. Il sentait maintenant des herbes. Ma ch**te qui est. Eww. Lol

Mon imagination m'a transformé en Cookie Wolfe. Complétez avec le sac Chanel et les stilles Louboitin. Oh, oui. J'étais une mauvaise femelle. Vous m'avez posé des questions.

Sauf que ce n'était pas l'Amérique ni ce n'était le réseau Fox. La réalité n'était pas aussi filtrée que je le voudrais. Pourtant, j'ai joué. Je remis mon pistolet dans la bonne chaussure et je me suis éloignée des projets. Quartiers des Caraïbes. Le royaume déchu des Puissances Khalid. Un souverain lâche qui a mené son peuple dans l'esclavage. Ce sort affreux résultait du fait que le roi ordonnait à Aldo de servir ses dernières années de prison pour vol. Il a volé la femme que le roi a convoitée. Elle voulait seulement qu'il l'aime. Pour l'épouser pour l'imprégner. Vieillir avec. Le roi ne pouvait pas faire face. Alors il a décidé de se débarrasser et lui d'Aldo. Enchaîné maintenant, il était assis sur un sol rigide et froid. Obscurité et glaciale. Mais réchauffé par son image. Un souvenir. Cela lui a donné la vie. C'est l'histoire de moi la terre. C'est l'histoire du premier chapitre: Genèse; Adam et Eve.

08/24/2015

A few more steps... and I will have an official office!!

Things are happening for us!

08/24/2015

In need of web services. Please inbox me details.

Thanks in advance!
~E!

08/24/2015

Have a happy Monday everyone!!



08/17/2015

We're finally hiring!!

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Administrative assistant needed for a startup Tech firm. Competitive salary. Health benefits. Must be computer literate and a fast learner. Some college preferred but no necessary. Two professional...

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