if i was a guy, i’d just be a pimp, but since i’m blessed with boobs and a kitty kat, it’s not always observed the same way. i thought the twitter was just a nice place to make new friends and such, not somewhere were people make observations of you and observations turn into assumptions and assumptions turn into ideas about who you are as a person. i honestly do not think...
…you don’t have to check your pulse to confirm your heart beats– Bee.
i’m thinking about embracing my roots and kissing my perm good bye. i only get a perm two - three times a year anyway. i think i’ll like the freedom of wearing my curls to their full potential. plus after watching good hair and seeing how caught up sistas are in the upkeep of their hair, paying all that damn money for weave… its just not appealing to me. i just have to find...
today seems like its been going on for forever. goodness. im at work - half bored/half sleep. i took my lunch late because i was stuck on the phone with a lady who truly didn’t want to be on the phone with me. eh. the air isn’t working in my car, so i had all four windows open and the sunroof as well, its windy, as a result, my hair is not so cute anymore =( people have been getting...