chioma, kedu?

my hair was washed, braided, misted with lavender, sealed with castor oil

I love that videos don’t automatically play on this app. I have to double click and that’s entirely too much effort so so little reward

I lost my phone in an Uber yesterday and I’m trying to be very type B abt this but internally I’m losing my shit

I need friends with libraries and very niche interests in poetry so I can borrow their books

jobs really be like “you need a four year degree for us to pay you $25…preferably a masters”

my sister is living on the beach in Tanzania and made $200 off her Etsy storefront selling hand drawn stickers which was just enough to cover the cost of rent for an entire month

nostalgia is a liar. Every glance backward has glitter and sparkles thrown over it

I really love being an acquired taste !

it’s pretty unreasonable to feel this nostalgic for 2021 at 11:16pm but go off

whenever I feel like I’m failing, I try to remember the time delay in this reality: we’re living in the physical reality that we vibrationally created 3 months ago. The physical manifestation of a belief/desire/idea is the last thing to come into fruition.

it’s really not fair how many times we’re simply made to start over in life