My core understanding of love is rooted in my mother’s devotion, commitment, and willingness to do the work required for my well-being. Her sacrifices and ability to move hills and mountains for the betterment of my life. She is the gardener, and I am the flower in her care.
Spit your game, pop your shit
Face on pretty, a- stay thick
Beef with who? She got the right one
All these rap b- they ain't got to like none
Kitty on fleek, I got the tight one
Pink one taken, I got the white one
These rap b- you like is my sons
Idc what nobody say having 1 person to text/talk to all day is better than having boring little convos with a bunch of different people. Be clingy with me, text me, annoy me, send me selfies, tell me about your day, vent to me. I love sh*t like that!
i must be the only one that actually feels so stuck in place. i don’t have anything to look forward to, nowhere i’m looking towards, i’m not that sad but i’m not happy either, i’m functioning but not fulfilled.
I firmly believe in having some alone time. It should just be me and thoughts, it may be in form of just being in me room listening to music, walking me dogs, sitting in the corner of the yard or on the roof, or going out on me solo dates. Just to be alone and recharge,