What’s a label? She doesn’t have one
A carefree black girl (via thedappledsky)
man i love this more than anything
Whenever I speak of God, I’m talking about MYself. Thanking MYself, asking MYself to help MYselF, telling MYself MY problems. God is in the mind. Mentally she’s everywhere because we all have minds. And God is a she because I am a she. Everything in life is about energies. If I speak positivity in…
"Broken the ice his demeanor was nice
he tried to freak it to my mental”
Because the world has told us that we are unlovable.
Sierra DeMulder, “The Unrequited Love Poem” (via retrofit-retrospections)
This is it.