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I’m trying to tell you.
January 26, 2025 at 6:08 AM
I’m trying to tell you.
Whew chile. It is not for the weak.
January 26, 2025 at 5:54 AM
Whew chile. It is not for the weak.
It’s the height of b-a-ness.
November 30, 2024 at 2:33 AM
It’s the height of b-a-ness.
Imma pass, but you cute.
November 30, 2024 at 12:37 AM
Imma pass, but you cute.
(4) The parallels were unmistakable, and while I left the theater in awe of the performance, I also left with a heavy heart, reminded of the weight we carry and the fight to embrace who we are unapologetically.
November 25, 2024 at 7:07 PM
(4) The parallels were unmistakable, and while I left the theater in awe of the performance, I also left with a heavy heart, reminded of the weight we carry and the fight to embrace who we are unapologetically.
(3) We are misunderstood, dismissed, and l feared. Unfortunately our magic exists in a world built to break us. We fight to keep our lights from being dimmed, no matter how the world tries to define or contain us.
November 25, 2024 at 7:07 PM
(3) We are misunderstood, dismissed, and l feared. Unfortunately our magic exists in a world built to break us. We fight to keep our lights from being dimmed, no matter how the world tries to define or contain us.
(2) I am green. Black women are all green. We live in a world that judges us for standing alone like we weren’t left there, for our uniqueness, for the strength and brilliance we carry, and somehow for being both underwhelming and excellent at the same time.
November 25, 2024 at 7:06 PM
(2) I am green. Black women are all green. We live in a world that judges us for standing alone like we weren’t left there, for our uniqueness, for the strength and brilliance we carry, and somehow for being both underwhelming and excellent at the same time.