Woke up in Mexico and Lou got me a Cake! I was walking in New York before my life radically changed when Lou asked me for my favorite cake flavor. Little did she know that we would be celebrating the end of my time at TikTok when I touched down. I’m always dissecting grief because I believe as a people - Black people specifically, our grief is so bloated. We grab and grab and pull at our seams for tenderness in this world. Often, we forget that thou we are building lives bigger than our ancestors imagined, there’s a lack of safety and softness riddled throughout. The desire is more tenderness and my prayers are being answered.
Here’s to our ordinary lives that we never fail to turn into something extraordinary.
I love you @louphoria__ .♥️♥️♥️
7 years down, # 49 rising in culture!
Wrote about my career break up and it arrived in your inbox this morning 💌
“The crazy thing about memories is sometimes they come bearing flowers and other times they come wielding knives. I have a clear memory of who I was seven years ago. Bright eyed, curious, running across bridges with my arms held high and my head held low. I was filled with hope and well equipped to hide my insecurities from the world. I trained my armor to be strong enough. Ready, willing, open and alert. I took whatever that presented it self as a challenge to be an affirmation of growth.”
Mostly Jamaica, a bit of New Orleans & my friends at my home on film. Still learning not to put my camera through the scanner at the damn airport but I’m loving the delayed gratification of it all🤎
