#justsing

[keaauroratherat]

❤️🧡💛💚💙💜~Poppy in Just Sing~💜💙💚💛🧡❤️

[britfilizzyb]

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Home concert? 🤣🤣 #Trolls #singer #kidsinger #justsing #kidsofinstagram #britfilizzy #britishfilipina (at UK) https://www.instagram.com/p/CMpZR2nna6A/?igshid=heidmykipq0x

[belindaapple]

Tickle Pink?

I like singing, I really really like singing. If you hurt me or upset me to the point where I stop singing... that’s how I know I am done with you. 

If I sing a little louder when you not around aswell, bye. 

[thechashow]

I play my music loud. I mean, so loud you’ll think a few cars are pulling up with their windows down loud. But, nope, it’s just me. Music and music in its loudness lifts me. Save your rebuke about my ear drums. I’m aware of the risks. I like my music loud and my oatmeal lumpy. Back to my music. While on my morning run, I was listening to a song I love and was just getting to the place where I’m on the stage with the lead singer in front of 10,000 people and it’s my time to shine (yes, I have an amazing imagination), I have my mic in hand and I’m about to belt it out...when my the music stopped. I don’t know why. I come to a halt and look down at the spinning circle that lets me know that my music isn’t going to play for a while. Or, until it gets good and ready. I can run without music. I do it all the time. But I can’t run when I am brutally stopped by my inspiration falling out from under me. I was at the tail end of my run. I was floating on the pavement. I was Flo jo-ing it. For real. So when it stopped. I stopped. I was mad. It felt like someone robbed me of my climax. I’m standing there fiddling with me phone and looking mad as hell. For about 2 minutes. Enough. I want to finish my run. I want to finish strong. I want to finish dancing on the air of my run. So, I slid my phone in my pocket. Looked up and took off. And. Sang. To myself. That’s right. Sang to my mf’g self!! Now those of you who know me, know that though I declare I sound like a mash up of Whitney & Mariah...I sound more like a not well goat or maybe calf. Whatever it is, it’s not good. But, Jesus loves it. So I tell myself. Back to my run: I finished. Differently than I had planned and purposed. Differently than I had anticipated. But I finished. With a pep in my step and a record deal (I can’t stop. I’m on a roll). The point is: we have to be flexible with ourselves and surroundings. We have to be flexible with the process. It, more likely than not is going to have moments you never anticipated, or for that matter, want. But, it. Life. Will always require flexibility on your part. It will always require you to pivot as you move and go. #thechashow #justsing #instagood #instadaily #fatgirlrunning (at Lansdowne) https://www.instagram.com/p/CFUt9joJGj-/?igshid=1gxgf3r7f27s8

[goddessoffresh]

My nephew CJ is the cutest little guy on the planet. 😍😍😍 Video courtesy of Big brother EJ @ej7332 #justsing #blackboyjoy #awholenewworld #musicislife #quarantinestories #latepost #myblackisbeautiful https://www.instagram.com/p/CCnsuCtAikAlTvFcDZU7OT1b49V_G-ATkpNyoQ0/?igshid=10uldzsknbu4m

[medeiroscleberson]

I get up to see the skies that open just to hear my voice...🎶 #psalms #believe #justsing #praisehim #casadosvalentes #viciadosemvidas https://www.instagram.com/p/B_2X1OoBBXC/?igshid=anhp0kinpmiz

[cdoliveiratmblr]

Um tbt maravilhoso com ela junto comigo no que eu mais amo fazer na minha vida ♥️🎶❤️ #justsing #bona Ps: Te amarei de janeiro a janeiro ♥️ (at Bona) https://www.instagram.com/p/B--h11rJOXD/?igshid=14ookoom2cfel

[lizamock]