22 Things I learned at 22 Years Old (Warning, This is Dark)

1. Nobody cares

No one cares that you cant find a job, or that your anixtey levels has reached its limits and that you think you may have a heart condition now. They don’t care about it so much right now, but they will once your lying in a hospital bed or in your shallow caseket. And thats fine. Because you don’t care that you’re best friend’s son got held back for the 2nd time and wont graduate high school with his class. All it does is just makes for good conversation.

2. Stop Caring

The worst thing that could happen to me in any situtation is one of two things, someone can kidnap me, or someone can kill me. But if I wanted to Wear a wig to my dad’s wedding in the smoldering heat im sure neither of those things would have happened. So next time I won’t think about what other’s are thinking and I’ll do “Whatever the hell I want! (well, to a certain extent). If Jesus isn’t gonna shame me for it then neither will I.

3. Just Do It

Time waits for no man! Procrastin is a mother! like literally, Procrastination’s child is Lazines. In order for procrastination to be born there has to be a ridiclous excuse that you assemble that makes you wait until the following time or day to do it. But for lazines to arrive at your doorstep means that you have  had to come up with an ubsurd reason as to why you shouldn’t do something which will then lead to regret. And in my old age. i sure as hell dont wanna regret anything, so I might as well do it while my heart is still somewhat healthy.

4. Money can buy my happiness

To a young woman who owes a woping 8,368 dollars in health care and student loans, i’d like to say that for me, money can buy me happiness. If i had money i could pay off my debts, buy some land and build my dream house and that would make me hella happy. I could buy my g wagon start my three dream businesses and be happy. But because Money is the root of all evil I’ve subconcincously been afraid of money. Been afraid of making too much because you know, we shouldn’t store up treasures where theives come in and steal. But in my 22 years of living I’ve learned happiness is temporary. which brings me to number 5.

5. Joy is the key to true being at true ease.  and its also the key To be at total peace with myself and my life.

6. leave if you got what you need. wait no scratch that. Thats just a song by Jesse Rutherford but um. Long suffering is good because after all that suffering there is a light at the end of a terd hall. Jesus went through long suffering and made it out alright. I should too.

7. People can be temporay. Anyone can change the moment their lives are greatly impacted and therefore they may not be the person you fell in love with or they might not laugh at the same jokes anymore. Some things are meant to be seasonal and others, a lifetime

8. Turn The Other Cheek.

Who really wants a blood bath? You know I got hands and I know you got hands, there’s no sense in continusley name calling someone in an argument or anything that is tit for tat related. its a waste of time, and things are said and done that will soon be regreted. So just take the L, take the crap that a person is calling you and don’t fight back. You won’t win. Answer not a fool according to his folly, lest thou also be like unto him.

9. Everyone is not really and truly and completely your friend.

Some people are there for you when they need something but there is no way you would be able to sleep at her house after you and your bf broke up for the thousandth time. If she was really your friend she would have told you that you deserve better.

10. If planned parenthood was actually planned you wouldn’t actually have to go to a clinic called planned parenthood to take care of your arising parenthood because you would have not have or you would have had your man where a condom. They really contradicted themselves because truly if your parenthood was planned you wouldn’t be going into that place to take away your parenthood and an unborn child’s life.

11. There Is a Spirtrual warfare

Some days I would think about things. And then I would think about why I would think about those particular things. And then one day i’d seen a demonic entity sit criscross apple sauce a few inches away from my bed. He was looking at me and i was looking at him but he didnt know i wasw looking at him you know why? Because God played a video of that in my head and showed me what the enemy’s plan was for me and he showed me how I was pleasing him in the path which I were in.

12. Anxiety will make u do  some strange things.

some days I will sit at my computer desk, or sit in the living room, or I’ll even be eating with one hand and the other will be searching my scalp for the biggest moutain of dandruff to peel off. The feeling of when I finally found a good one makes me feel like so fullfilled I do hours upon hours to get that same fufillment. I know. It’s the most disgusting thing I could be a addicted to but its a symptom of anxiety and I’m working on it. Sooner or later I’m just gonna have to buy a dog cone.

13. the truth well set you free

The longer you struggle with taking money from your’s mama’s purse the worse it;ll become. You can say you’re gonna stop and work on yourself but it won’t be truely fixed until you tell the truth and shame the devil.

14. theres something in the water.

15. Hollywood Movies Are Trying To Tell Us Something.

How many movies have we seen about the city of Los Angeles and New York City being destroyed? How many movies have we seen about the government lying to us and doing something disgusting to its people.

16. Write it down

Damn it! what was the number of the woman who wanted her dog walked? I should have written it down! shoot! I’m at the grocery store now, but i can’t remember what I was supossed to get for dinner. dang it! I keep on forgetting to buy midol for my menstrual cramps. that darn Cheyenne.

17. Treat Yo self.

Nothing feels better than purchasing royal blue coffins as nails, skipping leg day, and eating a whole cheese cake with a side of oreo cookies. And lets not forget a long over due online shopping spree. It’s getting cold as a witch’s titty outside and I don’t have any winter clothes?

18. Be yo self

Don’t pretend to like someone just because you feel bad for them or you feel as though it is the right thing to do. And don’t be friends with someone because someone is pressuring you. in the long run you both are going to be hurt and again, will have regreted the time wasted.

19. Jog at least once a day.

excersise, espcially with in the first few hours upon waking up decrease’s your anxitey levels and overall plants the stressless seed for the day.

20. Pray hard

Pray in the good, pray in the bad, pray just to talk to God and you will see a great transforamtion. Just don’t pray and worry. And make sure you listen after you pray.

21. Be 100% real

Not just with other ppl, but yourself. If you don’t want to do something but you’re scared its gonna hurt them.. chances are.. either the person cares about you and dosesn’t want you to be hurt, or the person is a bit selfish. You only have one life to live and why live it worried about other people all the time when whole time they an’t even worried about what chu worried about!!

22. Always have Theraflu on deck

As soon as you feel a cold coming in pop in a packet of theraflu in some water you should be be completley fine two days.

 

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What Will One Do For Money

One day my mom and I walked up a 3 mile Hill to get to a clothing store. We took my 10-year-old sister along for her to get an outfit for chorus for her chorus concert the next day. She has been practicing her songs every day for a week and now it’s time to buy the clothes. We get into the run down store and head straight to the dressing rooms. my sister picks out tons of different types of white shirts and black bottoms.

My mother and I noticed that she’s taking a little too long in the dressing room. We figured she was just admiring herself in the mirror. After about 10 minutes of waiting we call to her and we get no answer. Finally we open the dressing room door and my sister has disappeared. We make an announcement throughout the entire store and still no sign of my sister.  

All night long I had been searching for my sister calling her name getting neighbors to help me look for her. My mother had made good friends with one of the local sheriffs. We got a search party for her.  

Weeks go by even months and I’m grieving a bunch. My mother never once asked me how I’m doing and I never once see her shed one tear. Somehow we afford a new car and a new house in a new neighborhood. My mother is able to buy me all these designer clothes in bags and even household items. On weekends her and the sheriff vacation in Miami. 

Still my sister is nowhere to be found. 

I take a ride in an Uber to the old run down store and I stand in the same dressing room my sister was in. I noticed that in the middle of the floor the carpet is uneven so I pull it up and there’s a hole. I look down the hole and all I see is blackness. As I sit back up a tight grip pulls me in and I’m able to let myself back up.

Somehow my sister got kidnapped.

I overheard a conversation in my mother’s bedroom with the sheriff about when we’re supposed to get our next check.

And then it all made sense.

My sister disappears, my mother gains a sheriff boyfriend, and we gain a new Mercedes and a nicer house. We gain a fortune.

I confront my mother about it and she told me that she made a deal.

The sheriff is only a sheriff to cover up what he really does for a living. Sheriff Cooper is a sex slave owner.

She told me it was for the best and when I rather have everything that I’ve always wanted.

My sister disappeared and now has to give her body to any and every man so that me and my mother can live well. I’d rather be homeless if it meant seeing my sister again.

I Dont Write Anymore

It all started in my 7th grade English class. My Teachr Mrs. Darge gave us a passage to read and it was so trippy!! The 5 paragraph passage made my skin crawl and gave me chills. I was so in love with it I thought to myself, “hey, I want to write something like that and make people feel the way I’m feeling!” So I did that night I went home and tried to write something similar to it and I did. 

I used to write about two or three scripts a year. Yes movies. I would have beautiful ideas for movies and I would hand write them in my school spiral notebooks. I did a few months online at The Academy Of Art University for my BFA and yea I failed . Not only that, I have to pay back a lot on my student loans for something I didn’t even complete. But life is life . 
So as you all know by the title, I don’t write anymore. And that freaking sucks! It’s not because I choose not too, but because I don’t have anymore awesome ideas. I certainly don’t really have any inspiration. But I do have all the time on my hands. I don’t know how I would write so much in Highschool. Highschool was so hard for me but I would some how be writing scripts in the midst of all the chaos.  

I have a strong love for music. Sometimes I would hear a song and become so obsessed with it that I would begin forming a plot line to movie based off that song. That would happen quite a lot and I would say that’s a unique way to write a script wouldn’t you? But I just can’t. Earlier this year I started a script and I remember everything it was going to be about and the plot and all that I just have no motivation to write whatsoever. And it sucks cause I really miss writing . It’s been like 10 months and I still have writers block.

Here are some pictures of me when I was in 8th grade!!

Unique peace sign right? Don’t ask. I wasn’t in a gang I promise. I just thought it was cool and different.

Before baby hair slaying was a thing.Miley Cyrus had made it a trend back then for the peace sign and I sadly followed.omg. I can’t even.So I took this picture and tried to make it look like someone else did. Classic Cheyenne just classic. And I made that pillow.Again with that peace sign.Ooh girl! Eyebrows on fleek! (She said sarcastically ) That dang peace sign.  Updated picture of me below!

I took this selfie last week. I had my hair up in a little bun and when I took it out it looked like this.

My lovelies, I’m going to need advice from you this time around. What can I do to get out of this writers rut?! Any answers? Please help a sista out! 

If you would like to know some titles to my scripts let me know I’d be happy to share them! 

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