DSRW | Healing Through Honesty

7.2.24 To be honest, on second thought, I haven’t necessarily given up on love, but at the same time, it’s definitely not a priority right now… 6.30.24 As I lay here writing this, it’s almost weird that I’ve finally decided to give up on love or getting married. I’m transforming a few heavy emotions before this next season of my life, as well as right before Mother Nature’s gift(ak.a. period)...go figure...But I should’ve never tried to be a meditator to others and a lover gi

Red & black. Black & blue. Nickelodeon. Who are you? Collagen. A middle child. Down on the low. A painter & a hacker. Just let it flow. Many places, Nigeria, Mexico. The sunshine state is home though. Dance and be free. Life + Time. The corrupt are free and the innocent do time. Will the real slim shady please stand up? It’s time to fill your own beautiful cup. They sleep on the foundation. But you’re on the come up. Did I miss anyone? It doesn’t matter. Time is up. drops mic

Dirt was thrown but instead a rose grew from honey and potatoes. You’ve always been a flower meant to love and be loved but just like a forgotten garden, sometimes weeds and crabgrass grow in the meadows. The wasps tried to sting you and the flies swarmed while you were down, but they didn’t understand that your guardian angels are profound. Remember the good times but don’t dwell on the bad. The sun is peaking and it’s time to be glad. You’ve made it to calmer waters but don

Unfortunately, this is inspired by a beautiful love who stated that sometimes they’re ashamed to be black; all I’m going to say to that is…love your melanin! And just like Tupac Shakur so beautifully stated, “Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice; I say the darker the flesh, then the deeper the roots”. Let’s be real for a moment: we live in a tremendously diverse society, which is wonderful, but when I hear my fellow melanated a.k.a. BLACK (technically BROWN)