Accepting someone for who they are will either allow you to love them
without trying to change them or cut ties with them and move on.
without trying to change them or cut ties with them and move on.
Allow yourself to go through an emotional and spiritual awakening. Explore every corner of your heart, mind, body and soul. Be aware of your vibrations and recognize those who are aligned with your frequency.
Intimacy isn't just about sex. It's having heart-to-hearts, going on dates, dancing, cuddling, sharing childhood memories, thoughts, fears, dreams& hopes for the future. It's uncontrollable laughter, direct eye contact & feeling each other without touching.
It's exchanging energy.
It's exchanging energy.
Do not seek love ; Love . . . then seek
Love isn't the end goal.
Love is how your reach goals.
Love isn't the end goal.
Love is how your reach goals.
It's time to let go...
Let love go
Let people go
Let dreams go
Let hope go
Because holding on too tight is constantly cutting through my heart.
It's time to let go...
Whatever chooses to stay, my energy goes and grows there.
Let love go
Let people go
Let dreams go
Let hope go
Because holding on too tight is constantly cutting through my heart.
It's time to let go...
Whatever chooses to stay, my energy goes and grows there.
-I will not betray who I am to make you love me.
I will not lose myself in the process of gaining you.-
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You don't like my melanin rich skin? Then leave 'cause I won't change all my colors for you.
My incredibly strong rooted short hair bothers you? Then go and take all your hair products with you 'cause I'm not changing even an inch of my tightly curled locs for your pleasure.
The things that I'm made of, either you label them ugly or pretty, they are what make me perfect. And I wouldn't be me without my flaws.
From my tiny face and tiny body to all the freckles on my face, from my big eyes and ears to my crooked nose and tiny lips, from my small boobs and back dimples to the scars on my thigh and all the stretch marks on my hips. Every inch of my brown skin body is beautifully made.
And dear, I am more than my body. If you can't accept that then leave because I accept me and fall inlove with myself everyday and that is all that matters.
I will not lose myself in the process of gaining you.-
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You don't like my melanin rich skin? Then leave 'cause I won't change all my colors for you.
My incredibly strong rooted short hair bothers you? Then go and take all your hair products with you 'cause I'm not changing even an inch of my tightly curled locs for your pleasure.
The things that I'm made of, either you label them ugly or pretty, they are what make me perfect. And I wouldn't be me without my flaws.
From my tiny face and tiny body to all the freckles on my face, from my big eyes and ears to my crooked nose and tiny lips, from my small boobs and back dimples to the scars on my thigh and all the stretch marks on my hips. Every inch of my brown skin body is beautifully made.
And dear, I am more than my body. If you can't accept that then leave because I accept me and fall inlove with myself everyday and that is all that matters.
No longer choosing people who aren't choosing me whatsoever thinking they are choosing me but they're scared. No longer giving them time to come around.
✨I'm choosing myself, Thank you✨
✨I'm choosing myself, Thank you✨
Sooooo it's been a while... And I'm at a place where I'm utterly confused about literally everything.
Sometimes, I feel like I'm living out of my body. Just roaming around and pouring myself into containers...just fitting anywhere.
Sometimes, I feel like a zombie. Like I'm not myself anymore and I've lost my characters. I don’t feel connected to nature or anything bigger than myself.
I miss me...I used to be so lively, used to do everything I wanted without feeling like I did something wrong, used to speak how I feel and not feel bad or scared for doing so, used to....used to....used to.....
I miss me
Sometimes, I feel like I'm living out of my body. Just roaming around and pouring myself into containers...just fitting anywhere.
Sometimes, I feel like a zombie. Like I'm not myself anymore and I've lost my characters. I don’t feel connected to nature or anything bigger than myself.
I miss me...I used to be so lively, used to do everything I wanted without feeling like I did something wrong, used to speak how I feel and not feel bad or scared for doing so, used to....used to....used to.....
I miss me