perfection is a lie. waiting for the right conditions will leave you disappointed. we only have a moment, then the next moment, and the next.

my coworker said i have bratz doll energy and im beaming. i’m riding this energy to the moon and back

yesterday at the spa, i was detangling my hair when i started to weep. i can see my foremothers in my curls. i see my grandmother agnes and grandma scharol’s hair color in my hair. i see my great great great grandmothers strength in my length. i can still feel my mothers fingers braiding my hair. oh, how lucky i am to be here

i hear the morning birdsong

i like sticking to myself. you can’t ruin the fun

whenever i want to say mean things about my body, i remind myself that this is the body that will propel me to my goals. not my “dream body” or my “most optimal”. this body that im in right now.

been feeling like a capital L Loser lately 🥺