I pray over my son while he sleeps and sometimes I don't even have words, I just sit there and ask God to cover him in ways I can't. Motherhood made me pray differently. Less scripted, more desperate, more real.
I’m not no little ass girl that gets excited to play house, have sex & be toxic with a mothafucka, I like my person grown AF someone who know how to lead, get money & take care of home💯
only advice i’ll give anyone right now is, make sure you get your own and always do whats best for you.. it’s cold out here. family isn’t family nomore. friends aren’t friends. relationships… you know what i’m bout to say. everybody real and loyal until it’s time to prove it..
Not even an apology can undo how certain people made me feel. Some damage ain't about words, it's about patterns, disrespect, and seeing people for who they really are.