So , now that it’s getting warm outside, relationships are falling apart. It never fails, this time of year your relationship status is in jeopardy of changing.
People need a cuffing partner in the Fall and Winter due to the cold conditions outside; they want to remain in the house and hugged up. But in the Spring and Summer time, people want to be free to roam and mingle without looking over their shoulders and worrying about getting caught.
If I’ve just enlightened you, you’re welcome.
Pride. It’s that knot in my stomach when I’m frustrated and exhausted but refuse to ask for help. I feel a lump in my throat and my head feels like it’s on the verge of exploding. I try to do everything on my own, I’ve never really had any other option, until now. I’ve learned that being prideful might be the worst thing I could be. It destroys me.
I’ve decided to put my pride aside and be vulnerable, be human. Ask for help when I need it, help those in need and thank people when they deserve it. Being vulnerable and trustworthy may be the cure to my prideful ways. Vulnerability and trust are hard for me to offer wholeheartedly, it makes me feel weak but it’s worth giving a shot. That way, if I fall, I’ll have people here to help pick me up.
Woman are faced with such high standards to meet regarding appearance. We are not Barbie dolls but we are expected to look like one. I’m surrounded by women that have resulted to cosmetic surgery at some point, trying to achieve their “perfect body.” The thing is, there is no such thing as a perfect body, people have different tastes and styles. What’s great for you may be insufficient for me. We are all beautiful, no matter how different we are. So those who try to chance their appearance to conform to society’s standard of perfection, might want to focus on changing society’s standards instead.
If you use filters on your photos, I don’t trust you. 😐
Narcissism is the reason social networks are successful.
On one hand…
I judge. I put my two cents in. I interrupt people while their talking. I gossip (minimally.) I cut people out of my life at the drop of a dime. I’m impatient. I shut down when I’m upset. I stress over little things. I have an ill attitude. I suffer from “Resting Bitch Face.”
On the other hand…
I’m kind. I care. I’m affectionate. I appreciate you. I’m empathetic. I’m driven. I’m honest. I’m independent. I’m dependable. I’m trustworthy. I’m loyal. My word is my bond. I don’t feed into nonsense.
And, if I care about you, you’ll see all of the above traits at some point in time in our relationship (please feel free to add anything I may have missed lol.) I know myself – good, bad and ugly. Keep in mind, The Lord ain’t done with me yet so bare with me.
If your text includes the phrase “bother you” (i.e. Sorry to bother you or Don’t mean to bother you.) It’s obvious you know you are being a bother; so do yourself a favor and don’t bother sending the text 📵✌️
The more injustice I witness, the more I believe we are “Guilty until proven Innocent.”
There are two kinds of people in this world, iPhone users and Galaxy users.
That is all.
Your insecurities reveal themselves through your actions
Ever since I was about 6, I have had my hair relaxed. I can’t blame my mom because I don’t like to deal with my hair when it’s wet either. It’s just too much.
Until recently, I have relaxed my hair every 3-4 months. I was due for a relaxer about 6 months ago and my hair stylist refused to do it. She told me that my hair did not need to be relaxed and I shouldn’t damage my hair with such chemicals. I figured, she’s a licensed hair stylist, she might be right. So I took her advice and decided to transition to my natural hair texture. I must admit, it’s going to take some getting used to. There’s no more smooth edges and that’s been my biggest insecurity. But who needs smooth edges?!? My hair is a lot thicker and I’m excited to see how it turns out. Point is, this is MY hair and I love it. I don’t care if nobody else likes it, it’s mine :p
I believe all the information I find on the internet is true 
I know I’m not the only one but at least I can admit it.
Okay, so my friend invites me to her wedding and when she’s telling me about it over the phone, I was super excited and couldn’t wait to be there on her big day. A few days later, I receive the invite in the mail and this card is included with the invite (I have blocked certain info for identity purposes.) A rush of emotions went through me, I was shocked, confused and offended. I already have to buy a dress, might have to buy shoes, do my hair, get my nails done and get to your wedding (all these things require me spending money.) Now you have the nerve to request a gift of your choice, which is monetary?!?!? You got nerve. You better take what I give you as a gift.
See this, made me decide it was just too expensive to attend this wedding. But I wish them the best of luck and pray their union is forever. Girl Bye!
I saw a dead body today. I was on my way downtown with my headphones on, music blasting. I saw people looking at something but it didn’t interest me what they were focused on. Then I heard a loud scream, I looked in the direction of the scream and saw a body laying on the tracks on the uptown side, face down in a puddle of blood. Naked from the waist down, both legs amputated and thrown on the tracks.
I’ve always wondered what it would feel like to see a dead body, outside of a funeral. It was something crazy. I was in shock. Could hardly breath and was stuck. I jumped on the next train that came just to get away from the madness.
I started to cry as I thought of how the body might have ended up there, how he/she died and the blatant disrespect people were showing the body. People were calling for police (who took forever to get there,) pulling out their phones to take pictures of the pieces and the train approaching the body (it stopped about 5 ft from it.)
I’m very much aware of our loss of value for life but I didn’t realize our value for the dead is just as low. That was somebody, with a life, a family and a story. All that body meant now was a train delay 😔
It is so easy for some to find things to complain about and hard for them to find things to be grateful for. I’m definitely an optimist and anyone that can’t see the silver lining in the clouds, is blind.
Yellow Cupcake 