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I love my ppl, but sometimes I don’t. I’m so sorry I’m out your league ya no good, wanna be thug. Keep saggin, keep selling bad weed, and see how far you get😊

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It-Girling 101 :

you are a goddess, act like it

you have to be confident

you are beautiful, smart, talented and so much more. there’s nothing wrong with acknowledging that and being proud of that. if you don’t hype yourself up, who will? take those selfies, say your self love affirmations in the mirror, wear your cutest clothes that make you feel prettiest! you are the sh!t , don’t let anyone make you feel less than, ever

be proud of everything you do, even the “small things” because everything you achieve is an accomplishment, nothing goes unnoticed

speak up for yourself! if you don’t like something or how something is going then let it be known! don’t let anyone take your voice from you

stand strong on your beliefs and don’t let anyone sway you

you have to respect yourself

learn how to say ‘no’ to things that don’t feel right to you, even if it may hurt someone else’s feelings

prioritize your needs and wants! you deserve to be happy, comfortable and have the things you desire

set healthy boundaries and stick to them! have a mindset of, people will respect me and my limits or they won’t be in my life at all, period!

don’t just date or be friends with anyone. surround yourself with people who treat you right, who don’t call you out of your name, who are kind to you, who are gentle with you, who care about your hopes and dreams, who won’t put their hands on you, ever! people who don’t make you feel bad about yourself, people who love you unconditionally, someone who will never treat you like garbage, someone who won’t belittle you

treat your body like a temple and only be with someone romantically because you really want to and have feelings for them and not because you feel pressured to or you think you deserve less than

you have to treat yourself like a prize because you are a prize! don’t forget, the way you treat yourself is how other people will treat you. so walk with pride and make sure your standards are high always 💓

[itsdina1]

Dear Diary

for fucks sake, how does one forget everything? someone stick an icepick through my fucking skull

[itsdina1]

Abandoned Winter Garden Of An Abandoned Mansion, Paris, France ~ jonjonkkkk

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Dear Diary, We are indeed young

"So if by time, the bar closes, and you feel like falling down. Ill carry you home." I hope. One Day. Ill have a friendship, a life, a love, that makes me feel like this song. waste of days....stressing. and then I realize. we are fucking young. here's to 2024, here to setting the world of fucking fire. I swear imma be happy. if I gotta force myself to do it.

we all are.

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Sometimes I want to rekindle relationships, and then I remember who tf I am, and what I won’t tolerate anymore. I coulda smacked the shit out of a lot of ppl this year. But thanks to Gods grace I let it go, so here’s to a new year…..without the perpetual bullshit. 🥂

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To my guardian angels, my grandmothers unwavering prayers: today I thank you.🤎

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“if you cannot forgive, then don’t. you do not owe pain anything, you only owe yourself peace.”

— shelby leigh

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Deer. Diary.🤎 :the birthday blews 11/23/23

A golden birthday forsure. Is that sarcasm? Maybe. Oh where do we start?? So I turned 23, on the 23rd, in '23. I started my bday off at work….I currently, sadly, work at zon of the Am. And well, my coworkers helped start it off nicely. I talked to the newest line up in my crushery bullshit. His name? We’re going to call him lakeside. Full name? Lakeside espanol. (more info on him later.) We talked...For three hours as we worked....Didn’t even realize the time went that fast I swear. crazy part is, I was supposed to leave work the time he started talking to me, but that conversation made me stay. It was magical. Really. Shout out to that hunk of a man.🥰

Fast forward a few hours, my mom and sisters bust in my room singing happy birthday, they got me nails, and some money. $228 to be exact. We up babyeeee!📈 That is honestly where it gets sour okay. so after working an 11 hour shift, then turning around to sleep for three hours just to be woken up?? Ew. but no biggie...its my fucking bday ofc!

So I wake up and boom….no birthday posts? Well….two. Tay my so called best friend of 14years, and Jukie my oldest blood sister….but this is where it gets interesting. I got texts, but no bday posts? No money? No video? I made Tay a whole ass cinematic video video for her bday man. And what she do? Post three pictures. Three. line sisters aint post shit...well nise posted sum at nine o'clock...PM. nii didn't post a damn thing, but always getting whatever she asks for with me. Rih? didn't post a damn thing. gave me a dry ass happy birthday message, and yea. mind you I literally sent her money, gave her a whole paragraph text message, and a whole ass flood on the socials. I don't get the energy I give. ever. so I am about to start giving... ✨NOTHING✨

Which brings me to my next topic.

Its time to let female friendships go and just pop out with a man. ngl, let me get an apartment, and my life together, IMMA GET ME A MAN!! like I visibly see why women get a man, and just cut all their friends off. its crazy, but I get it now. I do. that's that frontal lobe development happening. Anyway next year. all that will happen for me...next year. Speaking it into exsistence.

Anyway I’m finna go on a dry blocking spree. Here’s to standing on bidness! 

until next time y'all.

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The textured braiding hair that Black girls use was created by a Black woman. Her name was Naomi Sims and she was one of the first Black supermodels.

https://stylecaster.com/beauty/kanekalon-hair-history/

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Autumn Street - Ecoville

Curitiba City - Brazil 🇧🇷

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James Ambrose Johnson Jr. (February 1, 1948 – August 6, 2004), better known by his stage name Rick James, was an American singer-songwriter, musician and record producer. Born and raised in Buffalo, New York, James began his musical career in his teenage years. He was in various bands before entering the U.S. Navy Reserve to avoid being drafted into the army. In 1964, James deserted to Toronto, Canada, where he formed the rock band the Mynah Birds, who eventually signed a recording deal with Motown Records in 1966. James's career with the group halted after military authorities discovered his whereabouts and eventually convicted him of desertion related charges. He served several months in jail. After being released, James moved to California, where he started a variety of rock and funk groups in the late 1960s and early 1970s.

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I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot even explain to myself.

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