This is the unraveling of a twenty-something year old woman. I broke. I cried. I laughed. I hurt myself and others. I grew a backbone. I did many things and had many things happen to me. This story; well, it's the healing of it all. Enjoy.
Monday, June 22, 2009
being platonic can be romantic
I asked God for a good, Black man. He sent me you. He sent me an educated, motivated, generous, kindhearted, talented, Ghanaian whose personality is the only thing brighter than his future.
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