Reading through my old poems is such a trip! I was so angry! It's true, the energy you put out comes back to you. I look around and I get angry about how judgemental people are and wonder why they don't just allow others to live their lives freely and I see myself, my yesterday self and I was the same way. Angry, judgemental, self righteous.
It's also true, when we know better we do better. We think better. We pull better to ourselves.
Black ass poems. Black ass stories. Black ass art. Black ass life. Black ass love. Black ass hate. Black ass parenting. Black ass depression. Black ass mania. And other stuff too.
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