Day 73.

New Beginnings are ALWAYS Scary, The “What-if’s”..What if this is one big fucking mistake? But, Remember…New beginnings are ALSO Exciting. “”What if this is one of the best fucking things to happen to me?” My advice…To you..Myself: Embrace new beginnings, embrace the changes, take that chance… “Thank You God, for the doors that are constantly…

Day 72.

Rooms filled to capacity The bathroom has a permanent occupied sign hanging on the door The sound of the toilet constantly flushing, door opening and closing, footsteps heard heading back to bed, or w.e claimed space. No corner left empty

Day 70.

“Put it in my mouth Pussy or dick? I said my muthafuckin mouth ” You should all take a listen this morning “Put it in your Mouth” Akinyele! Start your Tuesday off right! …..You need headphones. Happy Tuesday!

“Hey Girl”

No. It’s not okay. I don’t care what excuse you’ve come up with to make yourself feel better. I don’t care if he says he hates her, shes annoying, that they’re basically over, she’s crazy (eye roll). It’s still not okay. Leave taken men alone! Trust me. What is for you is for you. That…

Farmacy Green Clean Makeup Melt-away Cleansing Balm.

“You have to remove your make-up!” “No sleeping in your Make-up!” “Take your freaking Make-up off!” We’ve all heard the timeless, repetitive warnings to always remove your make-up before going to bed….always. Actually, you should remove your make up before even washing with face soap. That way you get a reallly squeaky clean face. I…

Day 67, 68, 69.

Hopefully you got enough sleep last night! Hopefully you didn’t forget about daylights saving. It’s 2019, so idk how you did but…. Hopefully you’ve already enjoyed your cup of coffee and had a yummy breakfast! Happy Monday….Here’s to a GREAT week!

Day 66.

Personal Space! Accept it and Respect it! I shouldn’t be able to smell your breath on line…. You’re too close!

Day 65.

He could just be a hurt child. Living in the body of man, who is screaming for a hug and a listening ear. He could be a narcissist, who feels invincible and above society’s rule. There are multiple parts to a story. We will only hear pieces. Choosing what to believe. Choosing what to ignore….

“Hey Girl”

“You are his girlfriend, not his mother. You are not here to make him feel like a man. Either he is or he isn’t. Make yourself a priority, rather than walking around all moppy doppy cause he’s having a tantrum; and you can’t figure out how to make him stop!” I am so tired of…

Day 64.

Two Kids. First time meeting. One is White. One is Black. It doesn’t even matter. They just want to play. When does it change? When do we start focusing on our differences? Or what makes others different from us? Why do we have to focus on differences? Why can’t we focus on what we have…

Day 62 and Day 63.

You call me up, tell me to get dress, you’re outside waiting…. Pull up to Gate 52, “Where are we going?” “All of the places you’ve dreamt!”