If I am love and love is me then who is he? Is he the one for me Or am I living an endless fantasy Do I say that love is a beautiful thing Without no measurement on distance or time Or should I lie and say I love you and you orbit around my…
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Love, peace and team petty
I’m usually the type of woman who can be as nice as pie you know the standard how are you how was your day, good thats great but sometimes in my head I’m wondering when will they stop ranting on about themselves and let me talk. Actually do I want to talk this energy vampire…
Black pain and entertainment
It seems recently that the catch of the day is to poke fun at black people and their pain, whether it be slavery, our natural hair, our culture etc our pain is becoming a joke to some people something to laugh at and we’ve had about enough!! Recently a British soap called coronation had gotten…
Letter to my next
Dear next life partner I really don’t know what to call you as I haven’t met you yet maybe I should start of with dear potential. Dear potential I don’t need you to save me, I do not need rescuing I can save myself but what I do need is your love… Your love will…
Do I still care?
I’ve come to the conclusion after two years of working as a health care assistant that I’m not sure it’s the root I want to go down any more. I’ve been giving it a lot of thought over the past couple of weeks and there are a lot of things that are starting to irk…
Beautiful for a black girl? Bruh
Nothing and I mean nothing irritates me more then we black women being referred to as beautiful for a black girl. Stop rewind and come again because I know you never said that nonsense to me, what does that even mean. So by that definition black women are ugly it’s just certain black women are…
Am I captain save a f***boi?
Dear f*** boi I’m sorry for trying to save you from yourself, I’m sorry for playing myself to think you could ever change, trying to over compensate for your lack of effort it’s as if I was playing two roles but I forget there is only me in this relationship, because you’ve been a ghost…
Hit me like a bullet
That feeling of wanting to scream but it doesn’t come out, when the realisation hits you that you and your partner are no more. There was no true ending he just casually tossed you aside as if you were nothing to him, but he meant everything to you. It’s the power play he did everything…
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