If you know me, you know i LOVE pageants. especially ones that display culture. So here you go. I present the ladies of Naijaaa.
My Hair Nappy , but I like it, do not try to tame it kinky hair rebels!
I count the days He counts the hours I wonder who’ll get there Before the other Who will come first? Though my body is louder My heart misses him most He counts the hours I count the days That way it seems so close He is a man of means And ways, and truths I […]
the instinct to destroy punishes you. you rage through cities and forests alike, afraid that your environment will not be as harsh as the hell they told you to expect. they were wrong. allow yourself to touch the skin of another without flinching in anticipation. train yourself to whisper before screaming. it is less painful […]
Sometimes it’s like a having broken ribs, A plastered smile Thorns in your veins Destruction, silent damage No one can see it, But it hurts, Every time you breathe