Cocoa

Lately… I've been feeling more alone in the world… Not really lonely for real. Just... aware? More aware that growing up is a strange trade-off. The older you get, the more freedom you're given, but somehow everything starts to feel heavier. Nobody really talks about that part. They sell independence like it's this beautiful prize you've been waiting your whole life to receive. What they don't tell you is that it can feel cold and maybe that's why I've found myself reaching for my parents'...

It's real funny about how life starts throwing flowers at your feet the second you stop auditioning for them. Like no...seriously. I been realizing maybe that’s what femininity actually is. Not just the internet version with the designer shoes, soft rock music, and a $92 candle melting beside a vision board nobody even looks at anymore. No shade. I love aesthetics real bad. But like, real femininity? Real soft girl energy? It’s trust... It’s not forcing.Not gripping.Not chasing.Not...

I’ve been loving my brown lately. Not in some big dramatic way. Not like I woke up one morning and had this whole revelation waiting for me in the mirror. It’s been slower than that... More like something settling in my spirit that I didn’t even realize was shifting. I just look at myself sometimes and think… yeah. I like this. My skin. My hair. The way my brown moves through the world. And I can’t even fully explain where it started… Somewhere in the middle of watching Foxy Brown videos...