My tight circle of associates is more like a hyphen … & more than enough. For now.
Author: Nikki In a Nutshell
It’s been 10 cruel months since I last laid eyes on my father … heard his voice … held his hand … looked into his eyes … kissed his face … rubbed his head … helped him eat & drink … watched him rest through his last night … whispering in his ear … that he was so brave …
My Daddy & Me
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grown butt breaking items acting a fool accepting no responsibility not understanding the concept don’t wanna learn walking away to never make adjustment telling his story to friend like him mother like him show down in somebody’s cafeteria for what no ice with much ice food stubborn fight living dead for the deads dead stuff nothingness no more
S T O P
The love you save may be your own. Darlin’, look both ways before you cross me … you’re headed for the danger zone.
Go Ahead …
Tell it to the judge.
BURSTIN’ AT THE SEAMS
Taken ? ? ?
What is THAT.
Here’s the Thing
What a person thinks about you is none of your business. If a person ‘fills you in’ on the matter, you have options. How you ‘react’ could be on the both of you. How you respond is on you, & you alone … it has nothing to do with anyone else … nothing.
S P A C E
… you KNOW THE DRILL . Cold . #totellthetruth
Colorblind
Yellow, they’ve said. “high yellow”, “with yo’ yellow self”, “yellow girl”, “mellow yellow” … when RED it was … is … & always will be.
