I want my entire back tatted

there’s a strange relief in knowing it’s over. no more waiting, no more guessing, no more bargaining with yourself. just silence. painful at first, then peaceful.

you better not ever double back to a man who had you talkin to God in tears

It’s really so refreshing to see a young black couple with a platform get married in a society that has been intentionally brainwashed to hate each other down to the music, they copy and mimic everything except for black love.

I can’t wait to get my back tatted

I love picking my son nose lol

Cooking with kiya, I been back in my kitchen bag

My Snapchat memories never fail to make remember I was in a 7 year relationship and left with nothing but PTSD and a baby 😂🙃

The final act of love is silence. Not anger. Not bitterness. Not even closure. Just quiet acceptance that it’s over.

Cardi B said she knew her relationship was over when she’d walk past and he wouldn’t smack her ass. I’m hearing her. 😂

I still care, but fuck you.

I wake up every morning at this time with a heavy heart

The real flex is keeping a good heart when life keeps giving you reasons not to. When you been lied to, used, switched up on, and counted out... but you still show love. You still got loyalty in you. Still show up for people, even when nobody showed up for you. That's rare.

Exactly like his mama did

Men be jealous of females too. That’s why they cheat, throw shade, try to humble you and hate. They don’t feel good enough for you. So, they will do their best to make you feel inadequate when it’s really them that can’t match your energy. Gotta know how to be stay a bad btch,

unfortunately can’t nobody make me jealous by being with anybody who did me dirty. you’ll see why i left 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Right now someone you helped is telling ppl you're a bad person.

I want 1 more boy and I’m Done

I asked for better… and that’s why everything around me is changing. People I thought were solid don’t fit my life anymore. Habits I used to love feel pointless. The old conversations don’t move me, the old circles don’t impress me, and the old distractions can’t reach me.

Everytime I be nice to my bd he reminds me why I be carrying his ass the way I do.