I am a goddess. My spirit is towering, my soul is mighty, my breasts are magnificent, my eyebrows are on point, and my edges are everything.
( This is a safe space for black women)
African American Proverb (via blackproverbs)
first step is to not ask me these kinds of questions anonymously. It comes off kind of cowardly, and I like men who aren’t scared of me. (you'd be surprised how very little men they're in the world who aren't afraid of a woman who doesn't need their validation to exist)
me: what’s for dinner?
her: *spreads her legs*
so, did you not cook or ….. cause popeyes closes at 10 and i need to leave now if i’m gon make it.