Behold, B. Hargette

This “something” is applicable to more than one person. Nonetheless, I can name all of them all in my head specifically.

I need to forgive you/yall for not being able to give me closure. When relationships end on unspecified terms, especially when I put my heart in (which is almost, always), it takes a while for me to be certain about what happens next. Whether that next be what I need to do differently in another relationship or what occurred in the  previous one that made it worth my while.

I’m just big on receiving closure. Nonetheless and more often then not, the other party is not capable/willing of resolving certain issues. I can’t honestly say that I’m sure what I expect of them, but I do know there is something I am not receiving.

I am (still) learning to not place question marks where God places periods and accept that some chapters close before the ink ever gets to dry, seemingly without reason or otherwise.

Ashe.

edibledreams:

My chest is filled with gun powder.

Be careful how you distribute your sparks.

(via adengideon & E.Badu)

AG has a tumblr. It’s over world. #thatsall

Every wrong decision I’ve made, in hind sight. “Forgiveness is the release of all hope for a better past.” I love that quote. I need to do better at living by it. I’m only human. All I can do is move forward.

And for those of you who think that first something is a cop out, more specifically: I forgive myself for all the times I don’t think about my (deceased) mother. I used to think I was less of a person for it. Less of her daughter. I’m learning that it’s just a part of the healing process. 

I missed this day. And I’d actually like to change Day 1’s answer to what I hate dislike about myself to my lack of punctuality. That would make that the 3rd dislike I’ve thought of posting. Isn’t it always easiest to note the bad things?

Hmph.

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Moving forward. I love my “free spirited.ness”, as labeled and punctuated by someone else. In general (somewhat), but more specifically- as it relates to my hair. I don’t know anyone else who can say they’ve had long relaxed hair. Short relaxed hair. A ginormous fro. A cropped natural look. And then some. Most people think it means I’m brave/bold. I just think it means I’m too fond of change.

Either way, I dyed it two nights ago. I’ll post a pic later… Like, next week later. My friends/family at home have to see it first. And not via the web.