Or, run for your life
I have chills. Thank you for so eloquently putting into words the way it feels to navigate growing up as black girl and the many identity crises that come with that. Thank you for your vulnerability. This is beautiful.
Thank you, girl! That means so much to me!!!
“…Pressing their lips against its dewy skin while others only felt the fleeting weight…” i love that sentence.
I did not know she passed away in her sleep at 38, either. That is so sad.
Thank you, Kelly! Appreciate that. It’s one of my favorites, too. And I know, right? That really shocked me.
I have chills. Thank you for so eloquently putting into words the way it feels to navigate growing up as black girl and the many identity crises that come with that. Thank you for your vulnerability. This is beautiful.
Thank you, girl! That means so much to me!!!
“…Pressing their lips against its dewy skin while others only felt the fleeting weight…” i love that sentence.
I did not know she passed away in her sleep at 38, either. That is so sad.
Thank you, Kelly! Appreciate that. It’s one of my favorites, too. And I know, right? That really shocked me.