natural hair crush

A warm glow
A light that radiates excellence 
Illuminating a love I crave to have in my life
Your glorious melanin shimmering in a golden aura
The beautiful light in your heart
Attracts me like a moth to a flame
A flare of passion that is hidden under your pain
Like a sunrise waiting for the dusk to pass
Meeting your grace at its twilight 
How does one become worthy of your radiance
How does one earn your glittering kiss
How does one dance in your light
When one’s love is left to step in the dark
Overlooked in the shadows 
Lost in a void of assumptions and insecurities 
Perpetually planning to escape this empty vacuum of space between us
One’s moment to earn your presence 
What does one have to do to be accepted into your celestial light

“DON’T BE EASILY DEFINED. LET THEM WONDER ABOUT YOU.”

#BeGReat

“TAKE THE HIGH ROAD. PEOPLE WILL EITHER RISE UP TO JOIN YOU OR FALL OUT OF SIGHT.”

#GoUp

My hair

I am a Dominican girl with big, curly, Dominican hair. It’s taken me a really long time to come to love my hair in a society where it is seen as dirty and unkempt. Even Dominicans hate on my hair, my mother being one of the main offenders till recently. Dean has on several occasions made jokes in my dispense, telling me I look like a poodle or calling it a rat’s nest. I know he only means it to be playful teasing, but it really hits a nerve. I don’t know how to tell him without seeming dramatic or oversensitive.