FLAUNT
Experiences are essential.  The good and the bad.  It is how we get to be who we are and where we will be in life.
So many try to change who they are, to meet some set of norms, live in a box, versus being themselves.  So what you dress differently, eat exotic cuisines, listen to ethnic music, have multiple piercings, work a grassroots job - do you!
Be proud of your individuality.  Flaunt your uniqueness.  Share yourself, as the true complement to your community and enrich the culture.
Do not beat yourself up over things in life that did not happen the way you would have hoped.  So what!  What does not kill you, makes you stronger.  Wiser.
The challenges in life, the miracles you experienced, the odd jobs, the broken hearts, the cuts and bruises, are all that you need or needed to be the wonderful you that you are today.  Stand tall.  Smile big.  Strut.

FLAUNT

Experiences are essential.  The good and the bad.  It is how we get to be who we are and where we will be in life.

So many try to change who they are, to meet some set of norms, live in a box, versus being themselves.  So what you dress differently, eat exotic cuisines, listen to ethnic music, have multiple piercings, work a grassroots job - do you!

Be proud of your individuality.  Flaunt your uniqueness.  Share yourself, as the true complement to your community and enrich the culture.

Do not beat yourself up over things in life that did not happen the way you would have hoped.  So what!  What does not kill you, makes you stronger.  Wiser.

The challenges in life, the miracles you experienced, the odd jobs, the broken hearts, the cuts and bruises, are all that you need or needed to be the wonderful you that you are today.  Stand tall.  Smile big.  Strut.

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FORGET
Relax.  Relate.  Release.
I wish I could let things go.  It is not as easy as it should be, most times.  Certain things fly away as soon as it is over, but others, I am still holding on to it.  It is in my shoulders and effects my sleep.
Not wanting to deal is one thing.  Just hoping whatever it is will just go away is another.  Letting time go between when you see people, and letting them know how you feel…we take it for granted.
Time.  Life is temporary.  Tomorrow is not guaranteed.  Say I love you.  Apologize.  Make things right.  Take a chance.  Do not let time, opportunities, or life pass you by.

FORGET

Relax.  Relate.  Release.

I wish I could let things go.  It is not as easy as it should be, most times.  Certain things fly away as soon as it is over, but others, I am still holding on to it.  It is in my shoulders and effects my sleep.

Not wanting to deal is one thing.  Just hoping whatever it is will just go away is another.  Letting time go between when you see people, and letting them know how you feel…we take it for granted.

Time.  Life is temporary.  Tomorrow is not guaranteed.  Say I love you.  Apologize.  Make things right.  Take a chance.  Do not let time, opportunities, or life pass you by.

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FIFTY-NINEAnd fabulous.  Long live Iman.

FIFTY-NINE

And fabulous. Long live Iman.

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FECES

This is a gross one. Sorry in advance.

My bus stop for the daily trip home is a few blocks away from where it drops me off in the morning for work, in downtown LA. That puts it even closer to Skid Row. Oh yes, it is a real place. We can talk about that later.

The other day as I turned the corner towards the bus stop, I saw a stream of liquid rolling down the sidewalk. When I looked upwards to its source, I found a homeless lady talking to herself, holding her pants at her ankles, with her butt on the sidewalk.

You just cannot and should not react. The mental state is unknown, and they are sometimes just oblivious to their surroundings. So I just walked around her as if nothing were happening. When she was finished, she pulled up her pants, scratched her lady box, and walked away. I told self to erase from the memory bank.

Which brings us to today. Turning that same corner, I almost bumped into her. She was in a deep conversation with self, and continued pass. When I turned back around, I immediately thought to check the sidewalk for urine.

Well, there was a yellow steam. Tombstoned by a pile of poop. Flies were everywhere. Again, I walked around, and avoided looking at it further.

The people at the bus stop were pointing and staring, and completely grossed out. Me too. But what can we really do? Is it against the law? Should we call the cops? There is no reasoning with someone in that mental state.

Really. Tell me. What were we supposed to or can we do?

FOCUSDo me. Me first.  Everything and everyone else will fall in line.If not, they don’t belong.  Party of me, coming up.

FOCUS

Do me. Me first. Everything and everyone else will fall in line.

If not, they don’t belong. Party of me, coming up.

(Source: hqlines)

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FORGIVELife just moved on.  It took years for a broken heart to mend.  No words.  Just silence.Finding peace through self love and faith.  Family and friends leant strong shoulders and empathetic ears.  It was eventually, finally over.Will never forget.  Thankful for the experience.  I learned so much.  All the best and God bless.

FORGIVE

Life just moved on. It took years for a broken heart to mend. No words. Just silence.

Finding peace through self love and faith. Family and friends leant strong shoulders and empathetic ears. It was eventually, finally over.

Will never forget. Thankful for the experience. I learned so much.

All the best and God bless.

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FULL

Not asking for much. I just want this. A forever love.

It won’t be easy; but I want it to be full of fun and smiles and laughter and love. Lots of love.

(Source: amroyounes)

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FIFTY

Loved the books.  Miss the characters.  Still not sold on the actors for the film.

Every woman had their own Christian in mind, but this guy definitely is not who I envisioned.  I’m not attracted to him at all.  He doesn’t even look 30.  No muscles.  I am so confused.

I hope him and the producers prove me wrong.  Please, please prove me wrong.  Loving a special version of “Crazy in Love” by Beyonce.  That’s hot!

FEAR

That moment when reality hits you hard. This may not happen.

Actions speak louder than words, but words still matter. And we have to listen. Hear them loud and clear.

I don’t think I can handle it. I’ll have to deal, and will, but it hurts already.

Ugh. Life. Thanks for the amusement park experience.

FRUSTRATED

Food. An essential part of life. Next to love, it’s all I need.

In NYC this past weekend, my boo and I had a late breakfast one day. Brunch if I may. So off we went exploring, deciding we would get drinks and appetizers before the theatre and grab dinner afterwards.

All dolled up, we headed off to get drinks and appetizers; only to wait 30 minutes for them to tell us they were out of what we ordered. So we had to wait. After two and half hours of an amazing musical (Motown - you have to go), it was dinner time. Finally!

We were starving and speed walked to the restaurant where we thought we had reservations. Closed. Then we passed and I suggested a pizza place, a burger joint, a pub, and a French restaurant - where we were actually seated, but my boo wasn’t feeling any of them. I even suggested the diner connected to our hotel. I was ready to eat the street at that point, and tried not to kill this person with whom I love.

I sharply asked him to choose a place since he was being so ridiculously particular. After a few moments of choice words, he finally chose an Italian restaurant, which was across the street from where I almost gave up on the night. I was starving!

Once a few pieces of bread and glasses of water were consumed, all seemed back to normal. I was so annoyed and frustrated and hungry, I couldn’t handle an indecisive person. I can’t go that long without food. I can’t. Sorry to be so first world obnoxious, but I’m being honest.

Still didn’t get my real NYC pizza or cannoli. Time ticks quickly. At least he got his White Castle.