the precarities of belief
All of a sudden Bible verses on faith and fortitude will come rushing back at you with the same speed as the sweat dripping down your back.
All of a sudden Bible verses on faith and fortitude will come rushing back at you with the same speed as the sweat dripping down your back.
Fools for what? I feel like a fool for love lately…
I don’t know if I should be piling more onto my plate. I can barely carry my plate. I served waaaay too much at the buffet.
I just finished watching eight long and convoluted seasons of Girlfriends. At the beginning of the series, everyone is painfully skinny. I stay wanting to feed Miss Mya Wilkes a burger.
Capitalism is a bitch. You’re born, lied to, you work, then you die. There’s gotta be more.
Tawfiq didn’t respond to any messages after I finished paying – and his phone ended up being off after I called him enough times. So that…was that.
I am having the best sex of my life. Yet, I am supposed to be less desirable now? Make it make sense please!