Wilde Mocha Babe

I don’t know what I’m doing. I don’t think I ever had the exact formula but I’m somewhere drifting in between reality and the unknown. I’m a drifter. Wait, a dreamer AND a drifter which is a hell of a combination. A combo that leaves me wanting more constantly but has an odd way of pushing me along fiercely.

I have expressed gratitude and counted my blessings, but I always keep it real, all in the same breath. When you have had to overcome hurdles at every phase of your life, it’s hard not to succumb to realism. The word “realism” refers to the attitude or practice of accepting and representing the world as it actually is, without idealization, exaggeration, or distortion.

Ain’t that a b*tch!?

Black femmes are so strong. This Black femme is fighting for her life.

This world turns and as I shift deeper into myself I wonder when will it all start to make sense.

What if it never does?

Then the internal dialogue continues because as hot girl coach Megan Thee Stallion says–Bad b*tches have bad days too.

Love,

Wilde Mocha Babe