Shell Shopping...

I'm not a good girl. I'm a good woman. I'm almost 30 and to be honest, I don't have time for high school games. I would rather be alone then to deal with all this nonsense. I'm really contemplating disappearing for a while and hiding in a shell. Need to go shell shopping though. Have a feeling I'm gonna be there for a while. Time to cut folks off. Can't deal with the lies and games anymore. I often try to emerge myself into other activities, but the lonliness can get the best of me. I'm only human. Eventually, the same result happens over and over again. So, now, it's all about me. I have to do me. Sista is tired right about now. It sometimes takes something real small to remind you of how things are. It's about to be Thanksgiving. It's time for me to think about life and my place in it. It's time for me to give Thanks to GOD for all the people in my life that have made a difference. To all my true friends that go out of their way to make sure I do well. Therefore, if you aren't my true friend, or my business associate, or my family, you're being cut. Nothing personal. Need to get rid of this extra weight. Besides, the Friday after Thanksgiving is Sale Day. I'm sure I'll find a shell real cheap.