I am a twenty-two year old African-American woman that has found peace, and merely wants to share it.
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just to make sure i start my day as good & ratchet as possible, say chello to my alarm :)
Let the Cliche Shit Get you Through Every Once in a While
each drop of perspiration is a bit of revelation..
a part of me died.. and is escaping through my pores
what a poor analogy..
i just said goodbye to true love and i’m sweating bullets.
How to love a woman.
“You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She’s not perfect - you aren’t either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break - her heart. So don’t hurt her, don’t change her, don’t analyze and don’t expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she’s not there. -Bob Marley
(via implanebxtch)
No, instead it says: “How lucky I am that I have some growing left to do?!”
Think of yourself in the same way. You may not be all that you are supposed to be… YET!
You still have some growing left to do.
♥"
(via black-culture)
You’d be like heaven to touch…I want to hold you so much.
at long last love has arrived… and i thank JAH im alive.
(via amidnightmarauder)
