I Feel This Immense Pressure All The Time To Be Like Other Versions Of Black Excellence All The Time.
I feel this immense pressure all the time to be like other versions of Black excellence all the time. Like I wanna be famous (it's a leo thing) but I don't want to JUST be famous, like I want my art and writing to mean something. I don't wanna JUST BE famous yknow?

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More Posts from Cairobi--eliza
Heart full,
Mind heavy,
Body still.
This is it.

Terfs can choke
god. i just imagine getting hugged from behind by a lover.
or maybe waking up in the middle of the night in order to snuggle back into their warmth.
or maybe even waking up to their kisses.
i like to also imagine myself never getting bored with them, like we go out to a festival only to leave because we want to be in each other’s presence.
i like to imagine them helping me cook dinner. or helping me decorate my living room.
or us buying a cat together, or two, as our own kids.
i imagine them searching for me in a room full of people.
i imagine them thinking abt me during random parts of the day and smiling.

