Sometimes we hold hands when we fuck
because we can be as rough as we want
with each other’s bodies
but me holding your hand is my way of reminding you
that I’m nothing but gentle with your heart."HE (via diveinme)
I’ve had a such a nice evening. Painting will always be a coping mechanism for me.
"I live in a neighborhood where my husband & I are 1 of the 3 Black families that live here.. Tonight the KKK knocked on our door!!! I was already looking out the window and seen them coming down my driveway. I screamed for my children to come upstairs in my room and into my master bath. . As I seen there faces in fear.. my mind flash back to Malcom X. My oldest understand but not the rest. My husband prides his self on teaching his wife & family self defense when he not home…. My heart was pounding! Palms sweating! Voice weak.. I look at my son.. And my mind drifted to Micheal Brown, Treyvon.Martin, Shawn Bell. WE legal over here.. everything registered! As the knocks kept coming .. I mustard up the voice strength to say just a minute! My body weak.. but my mind strong! I open the door.. Scope on! Beam on! Safety off!!! WHAT CAN I DO FOR YALL!!! Cause you at THE WRONG HOUSE! #FacesPriceless!! I will Protect. My Home, My Children, MY LEGACY!!!"
WHAT KIND OF QUEEN
You care for me but you are so neglectful.
You tell me you’ll be there for me for the things that bring me joy. Then all you do is leave me here wondering where you are because you’re too busy with yourself. I am afflicted by your actions and you do not see.