Down to my core I am a spirit that enjoys enlightenment. I enjoy helping people and intense conversations. Down to my core I know that all I am is a spirit.
God put me in the body of an African woman with a model face, big boobs and crazy personality.
I get confused about the person I should be. So I trial and error with no regrets or fears.
I’ve thought about being a gold-digging stripper, thrown up food, eaten my feelings, finding love in men who could care less, too many drinks at too many parties.
These are worldly things I have succumb to.
I’m just trying to find the perfect link between this spirit, the creator and this world.
Its not fuckin easy. Nor is it impossible.
I don’t have my notebook but I have written this for you to see.
So that you know the real me. The real her.