A Life Worth Celebrating

I still feel like I am fumbling sometimes but I know I’ve taken great strides for someone who’s only just started❤

What You’d Find Inside My Bag

The bag that I use is a present from Onke Msuthu. It is made of a blue material that is usually used to make amadarkie for a new bride in the Xhosa culture. It has a red strap with a matching pocket. I should love it right? Not only because it was a gift but…

Not All Goodbyes Are Final

You are the woman my ancestors have chosen for me as much as I respect that with all of my soul but I have chosen to honor my heart instead❤

Honest Facts About Me

I snore. Well I don’t really have evidence of this but I’ve been told that I do. If you ask me, they’re all just a bunch of haters❤

We Are Stories

1989: I’m told that this is the year that my young mother buys me at Shoprite and takes me home with her❤

Being Black(ish)

I believe we are always capable of doing better and contributing to the greater good of our world❤

When The Past Comes Looking For Me

Even after my unnecessary and laborious shower, I still feel burdened by a simple sentence ‘You know, you never finish anything you start.’❤

Google Our New Companion

Ask yourself, are you able to discern between knowledge and depth or what is specifically wrong for you❤

Independent Lover

‘All everybody knows about your ex is that she was your girlfriend. Being in a relationship with you automatically branded her as only just that! I don’t want the same thing for myself, I want to be my own person❤

An Open Letter To You

I do not want the woman who’s carried me on her back taken away from me by you❤

Mastering the Now

I imagined my blog to be a quiet place that I’d entrust the most intricate parts of me for safe keeping❤

A Journal Entry

There is something about the time we spent together that made me feel less alone in this Big City❤

So What???

Thing is now, we are done being sorry for realizing our strength❤