This year has showed me that you cant confuse the idea of wanting intimacy with thinking you actually like someone. Within healing parts of myself, I'm noticing things I never knew were actually there that needs to be healed. I googled intimacy on google and here lies a few definitions: "close familiarity or friendship, closeness." "private cozy atmosphere" and "an intimate act, especially sexual intercourse." Often times I think I need a refresher of what intimacy truly is.

Manifestation is a real thing. I used to think that manifesting into my life was something that wasn't real. I'm not sure who's reading this or who this message is for, but I decided to share how manifestation is real. God is real. The innate ability to attract what you want is a very real thing. My life has done a huge 360, God has shown out this year. I've been pulled out of dark spaces, I prayed for things I have now. I prayed for my mindset right now, I prayed for people

The unveiling of a lover can be a hard pill to swallow. A lot of people look for wholeness in others to feel complete. However its just not the best thing to do, I've been on both ends, the receiving and the giving. I've cultivated into a lover that's selfish with my significant other. I used to find solace in my other simply because I didn't love myself and I was looking for everything outside of myself. In turn it turned me hard when my lover disappointed me.Codependency is

As a child I grew up in a predominately black school. I was teased for being dark skinned, with "black gums". Racial and social biases are normal in the black community. Safe to say our black community hates each other. Yes us as black people hate each other, its something I can't gloss over anymore. I have seen it FIRST hand. Whether it be direct, indirect or subconscious. We hate each other and we hate our skin. Sadly enough people would die to have our features, they would

As a twenty nine year old black woman I know and have encountered multiple types of women. The older I get I keep meeting more and more black women without husbands. I think society has kept us in a place where we are in a pocket, a pocket for men. I think we are desirable, I think our features are ones most women would like and or want. YET, I don’t think people want to marry us, simply because our internal development is sometimes misconstrued. Some men see black women and

Happy Monday y'all! How was ya holiday? Did you pack about six plates from granny house? I got a whole sweet potato pie in my fridge that's just how we did it this year. LOL. Today is a good day simply because I am claiming it for myself. Often times our experiences are what we make them out to be. You are your experience, and experiences. But I'm here for Medicine Monday, and I hope y'all read this and just don't skim cuz a playa like myself trying to help somebody *rolls ey

Hey guys! It's been a week or two, here I am again, I hope everything is going well with everyone and their journey of life. It's Thursday and we have exactly one more day left until the weekend, finally! Anyways, let me elaborate on what I'm writing about today. The topic is "the art of letting go", which is a touchy subject. But I have learned that most of my past experiences seem to follow me into new experiences and I am trying to come up with a plan to stop that! Time t

Hey guys! It's been a while. I'm back just to share a very special Wisdom Wednesday. This year one of my goals were to be more open. God spoke to me and said that the more open I become the more fluid my life would be. The reflection of myself isn't always so pretty, but writing is my path to fruition. Currently, I am in therapy for my mental health issues which include adjustment disorder and anxiety. Furthermore it took me some time to realize that I needed the help and now

bipolar promiscuity... your touch ruined me.. fluidly... we became one within an embrace im stirring the pot, didnt know how it would taste.. bipolar promiscuity every time we fuck its brand new.. every time we make love its darius and nina.. i got the love jones.. cant shit come between us bipolar promiscuity.. wonder who I’ll meet today. scenarios wander through my mind, as we lay spotless mind you clean up from behind that feel good pain that shit jaz was talking about in

Sporadically I assume I will post "Talk Tuesday" where something that has been bothering me as of recently has occurred or just an occurring trend in todays society. Todays talk Tuesday (for the ones that actually read my posts lol) is about social media and relationships. This topic is very touchy, but I feel like our generation has been subdued to believe in validation via social media. Every other day someone gets engaged, *snap* *Instagram* *facebook* *twitter*, within mi

Exploding patterns Picked up a bad habit A habit, I cannot break An addiction I cannot shake I dream of you as i lay alone I dream of us as we lay together We compliment each other You make me better In wetter conditions With my permission You explode Thinking of you in terms of growing old Exploding patterns Fighting Words rest in a casket Yet they live in my brain Can you stand the rain? Heartbreak hotel? Wishing well Down here in hell with you? Now I know what

Medicine Monday x Poetry - Hymen Frankie Lymon broke hymens as the hymns he sung made them cum River flows but never runs Overcame but never come More and then some Cup runneth over But Jesus hadn't wrote it Promoted for the conscious minds. Vertical Horizontal lies Verbalized for the homicides Genocide for the master of the minds Pop up then recline Hypnotize For the masses freestyle overcasts Weather can't predict what the future has It's more than math Better yet mathemati

It's Monday, again. Here I am. I am slightly discouraged by my posts. I don't think people read them...but I will continue to be persistent. This weekend was fun, I feel like I fall more in love with my partner as the weeks go by that its slightly scary. I have started journaling since my therapist appointment. Yes I have struggles and battles with depression/anxiety. I feel like a lot of women do but sweep it under the rug, being a mother of three can take a toll on you ment

Happy Monday! I've encountered the greatest muse, they know who they are *giggles* LOL. Every Monday I'll now try to post my Monday Medicine. Just a proverbial poem for the minds. Have a good week everyone! Enjoy. Sex to Sade Where Ms Adu can take you I'm sure you'd be passenger side Looking in my eyes The lion in me rise, rises to the occasion As we laying, as we lay in. No special occasion Sex to Sade In a blissful catastrophe Since I met you the stars stared at me The star

Hey guys! Its been a while. I've been on a bit of a social media cleanse, its kind of bothersome at times with Instagram/Snap chat etc. So I decided to vent about the ideologies of the internet and how society has controlled the mindsets of our generation. Nowadays, you can scroll up and down your Instagram timeline and see everyone out at the same party, using the same hashtags and different filters. The media is so saturated and every person is at your disposal within one