We just got her from jail last night! We can't stop laughing. The police officer said that she cried a bucket of tears. Secretly, she was acting. For she knew for certain that as long as one of us was breathing, she would be set free.
We show up.
You see us.
We are each writing our own story.
We are doing it with the help of each other.
We are like a bad girls group. We believe that the world owes us nothing, but we are individually willing to work hard for everything. We love each other. It's what we have decided to do. Among us, you won't be able to recognize; "The Baddest Bitch, The Bully, The Baby, The Brooklyn Boss, The Pit Bull, or the Angel." We interchange our roles based on the circumstance. I got tired of watching young women walking around life lost and confused. The world mostly uses irrelevant Television programs conjured up by some money hungry writers, directors, and cast members to send out every negative subliminal message to anyone that is watching. It tells women to sell their souls, bodies, and their integrity for a chance at fame; Just to only have a life of nothingness; Not any of my ladies. Just you try to convince any of them that the world doesn't need them to matter.
We are too big to be confined
We love each other in Unconventional ways
No games
No lies
Every phone call from each other must be immediately returned
No excuses
Never say no
Leave more on every table that you decide to sit; In every room that you allow your presence; And mostly... Don't you ever take more than you give.
Becoming an Insurance Agent is mandatory. Even for that 19-year-old daughter of mine. Boyfriends must be approved of by all of us. Especially me. There are written rules in our cult of captivating creatures. Culinary skills are mandatory. Meal prep is designed to allow each of them to feed many. Money matters are an open book. Access is granted in the order in which you submit your life to ridicule, opinions, greatness, and philanthropy. I care mostly about what you are doing to help someone else. Fun... it is endless. Heartache; we mend you back. Disappointments... we pray for peace and absolute kick-ass solutions. One of us went missing for 5 hours and you would have thought that we were a professional search team only organized to protect our own. The Brooklyn Boss became the "Angel' and found the "Baby" sitting in jail. She thought that she could have a ticket, 2 missed court appearances, and a nonpayment for driving without a current tag, and walk away from court without handcuffs. She quickly learned that once you enter jail; They really serve Wonder bread and Bologna to everyone. I called the Police Chief, The District Attorney, and my posse. The rest of the story and photos can be found at www.angeliaheard.com next week. I'm way too busy still laughing to post now.
This summer is off to a great start. No need for a TV. These chicks are cheaper than cable, and more intriguing than any show that I have ever watched. A Dentist, A Lawyer, A Boss, And a team of Insurance Brokers in the making. You will never be able to stop us. Happy Sunday!!!! Please remember to pay your tickets 😭😭😭