when you realize that posting for one person on your story is the modern equivalent of gatsby throwing massive parties in hopes that daisy would notice from across the lake.
I am genuinely exhausted and yet I am still choosing to get up everyday and be a better version of myself than I was the day before. That is tough, really really tough. There’s nothing easy about having faith, it’s work!
I pray God changing my situation this year. I am doing the work! I am intoned with every step and somehow I am still fighting for my life. I don’t want to worry this year. I want to bask in the already answered prayers that I am living in.
Caught Aisha Jackson’s last performance as Daisy lastnight! Her rendition of Beautiful Little Fool was to die for 🥹 you just had to be there! What a way to start off Black History month.
When I think about how Nancy Wilson was simply enjoying her day off and thought it would be nice to shop around leisurely just before running into her HUSBAND in a French cafe with another woman lmaoooo. HOW did she manage to make it sound so beautiful?