See All in Mamahood
from my very first mother’s day to my very last, i will say a prayer. i pray that when you experience the worst of the worst, that you have someone, like i do in you, to remind you of the very best of the best.
i wish that someone would have grabbed me by the shoulders, looked me in the eyes, and told me that loving myself can make the difference between owning my body and being owned.
i'm starting to come to terms with the fact that while many mamas are lucky enough to experience love at first sight, i just wasn't one of them.
See All in Fit x Food
i ordered a three day detox cleanse. like an asshole.
the best of my breasts have been used and abused by my twenties, years of monthly menstrual inflations, and the aftermath of the post-baby, deflate-gate of milk production.
i wanted to to wear my goddamn skinny jeans and crop top that call for nipple pasties and double sided tape.
See All in Relationships
maybe we lie to ourselves so much that we don't really know who we love, what we want, and where we belong.
maybe we lie to ourselves so much that we don't really know who we are.
why is it so hard to just let the crapleaders go?
See All in Spirituality
i went to a mediumship workshop and all i got was more WTF questions than answers.
there is nothing that puts a dead stop to awkward AF small talk with your uncle's friend's daughter's boyfriend than telling him that you talk to dead people.