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Our noses are broad, our lips are thick, our skin is brown & our hair is nappy-we are black & my God we are beautiful! Continue reading Black is not sad, Black is poetic.
Let boys be feminine. Let boys wear pink. Let boys wear flowers in their hair. Let boys be beautiful. Let boys wear make-up. Let boys cry. Let boys wear more pink. But then again he’s a wall-flower, you see things, you keep quiet about them and you understand. Continue reading Let boys be feminine.
She 21 with no kids and nobody to answer to, addicted to this fast life, flashy cars and designer wear. In and out the scene her life a movie. Would she ever give it up? The mini skirts, late nights or rapper Jerks? He 21 with nothing but ambition, build his empire from the ground up & my what a beauty. Addicted to the new … Continue reading The Golden age.
Sex as a tool. Sex as a movement. Sex as love. Sex as hate. Sex as an expression. Sex as art. SEX AS FUCKEN SEX. Continue reading Sex as a drug.
“I’m automatically drawn to any space / platform where creatives get to fully express themselves ” That was part of my response when asked to join The Wolf Collective. There’s nothing more refreshing than being a part of a “community” filled with people who are confident in expressing their inner thoughts. I find my sanity, freedom in drawing portraits. I feel strongly connected to the … Continue reading A first of many.