growing up.

growing up my mother always used to tell me to not worry about what it would be like being "all grown up". she warned me to enjoy my youth while I had it. she knew youth was fleeting and that once it's gone it's longed for forever. when I was in elementary school I could... Continue Reading →

patience.

after 17 years of wishing and prayer you manifested we crossed paths in the slightest way brushing past each other a friend of a friend who would have thought we would come into each other's lives and change them forever just when I thought He didn't hear me when I felt He left me behind our... Continue Reading →

you.

I think of you miles away across the ocean blue, I think of words to say but none of them ring true for the way I feel about you asIi lay my head to sleep I close my eyes and my mind plunges deep my heart cries I dream of you in my waking hours during... Continue Reading →

Growing up a hairy girl

I vividly remember sitting at my desk during a sixth-grade science class, daydreaming about what was for lunch that day, when out of nowhere I felt a pair of eyes burning into the right side of my face. I looked to the right, and into the eyes of the boy who sat next to me... Continue Reading →

Open Letter to Prince

Dear Prince, I remember my father taking me on car rides, back when I was around 7 or 8, and playing 80's and 90's tunes the whole time. He would dabble from The Black Eyed Peas, to Biggie, Michael Jackson, and I didn't know it then but you were in those pool of songs too.... Continue Reading →

Motivation Made Easy: Dealing with College Stress

Being a college student was never easy. We're bombarded with having to study hours on end for multiple classes, juggling multiple assignments, participating in extracurricular activities, working a part-time job, making time for some kind of a healthy social life AND somehow mustering up the time to squeeze in some sleep! Honestly, I'm drained from... Continue Reading →

#IStandWithMalika

Yesterday, April 8th 2016, Malika Anderson, posted this article here on WordPress: https://malikaspeaks.wordpress.com/ The article speaks about her encounters with Ian Connor.. I'm not even sure what to call him.. is he a rapper? stylist? whatever. In this account, she goes into details about how Connor assaulted her after only hanging out 3 times. You should... Continue Reading →

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