I wanted real love. I wanted a trusted friend. You gave me games. You gave me disrespect. You asked for silence. You asked for distance. I gave you both. You’re still unsatisfied. I wanted peace, my peace, to not be disturbed. You hate how that looks. The fact that my peace no longer includes you.
One last conversation. One last look. One last gesture. One last shared laugh. One last moment. The tension. The memory. The excitement. The heat. The hurt. Yearning for an embrace. Yearning to feel their lips against mine, one last time. A simple wish to change how life unfolded.
Shaking myself out of the emotional hardships of yesteryear. Reminding myself that heartbreak isn’t a life sentence, only a minor moment and lesson learned.
I feel as though I died during Covid and my current job is the Hell I’ve been sentenced to.
Today it snowed
Happy Founders Day 🔵⚪️🤘🏾
You are not a burden.
You do not need to earn love, respect, or rest.
You have needs, and having needs doesn’t make you a bad person.
Whoever makes you feel like a bad person for having boundaries doesn't need to be in your life.
I feel as though if you’re in a relationship, flirting with someone else is soft core cheating. Theres certain physical contact, body language, tones of voice and verbiage that is reserved for a significant other. Intentional or not, you must remain aware of it and the optics that can be seen of it.
Thought of wearing my hair out for a day
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Thank you 🙏🏾
Didn’t realize how much PTSD I was dealing with until I began noticing the calendar. 2025 dealt a few hard blows. I was winded. I took time to catch my breath. Never did I cry. Never did I fall. I’m still standing and ready to hit back.
Holding onto guardrails, close enough to fall in love, yet still distant from unbridled comfortability. I’m allowing myself to get close to someone again. I’m re-educating myself on a different love. Still putting my self love first and foremost. I watch as the wall I built slowly disassembles.
Sometimes the most radical act is to simply exist. Take up space. Love and live unapologetically.
I’m glad to be in brighter spirits and ending the year better than the beginning. May blessings, grace and mercy be bestowed upon myself and all others.
I wish you well and want the best for you. I want you to find love and gain the career you strived for. To forgive yourself for how things went with your dog and get a new one. Simultaneously, I don’t want to ever speak to you again. You were the drama. You can still eat, just not at my table.
#Halloween2025 #TheFifthElement #RubyRhod #ChrisTucker #JordanTerrell
I’m annoyed when the toxic grimy individual with no self-accountability chooses to give advice to those who never asked for it. Take a look at your $5 self before someone makes change, or whatever Nino Jackson said.
#Halloween2025 #Prince #WhenDovesCry #PurpleRain #JordanTerrell
My favorite of all of songs
Picture of a beauty Queen, BlueSky’s Black Barbie. Serving Goddess level looks. Wisdom and Grace as well. Continue on beloved. You’re doing amazing. These hoes could never. ❤️❤️
This must be one of those Pagan holidays that we don’t acknowledge. Cause I damn sure ain’t celebrating.
99 days of silence. So much left unsaid. So much that could’ve been said had the opportunity been given. An attempt at conversation became a monologue, more than once. The lasting impression you made is still there. If only things unfolded differently.
Is it closure that yearn for. Maybe it’s having the last word. Or making them hurt the way they hurt me. Not feeling better until they feel worse. The worst part of me feels this truth. I understand the recession in growth. But in all actuality, I just want my lick back. One good punch to his throat
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I have someone who cares about me and treats me with respect. Yet, I keep comparing him to the last one who broke my heart. I hold him at arms length. The feeling of being loved is so unfamiliar, I react unfavorably towards it. I punish him for loving me, just as I was punished by the one I loved.
No Time
Queen Bitch
Not Tonight Remix (Ladies Night)
Crush On You
How Many Licks
Came Back For You
Black Friday
Look Like Money
Sweet Nothings
Freedom
What About Us
Put That On Everything
Should I Go
Shattered Heart
Wish Your Love Away
Scared of Beautiful
Rather Be
Heaven’s Door
Send Me an Angel
Diary
Karma
Try Sleeping with a Broken Heart
Helga G. Pataki is the reason I bully men when I’m interested in them, write poems about them and get upset when they can’t tell I have feelings for them. Hey Arnold taught me that toxic love is okay and will win in the end. If you don’t have a gum statue of me in your closet, then you don’t love me
