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yo. to be honest with you, while i couldn't seem to fall asleep a few days ago, i impulsively thought of the idea of making a book. to finally shatter my bottled up emotions that's been so close to overflowing past the brim. so that not only can it help myself, but other black women / anyone reading this. i guess... we'll see where this goes?

this is a compilation of my 3am thoughts, my daydreams, and my reality- all turned into a book. this book ranges from rants, to poetry, to motivational writing, to unleashing my anger, to spilling some tea. any suggestions you have for me to talk about here, feel free to send me a private message! i'm an open book <3 (that dad joke wasn't intentional i promise)

if you haven't already guessed yet, i am a black woman. i've been quiet lost for the past few years. to be frank, i don't know who i really am. what am i passionate about? what am i living for? where do i go from here? so, i am on the same journey with you readers- to find myself.

i hope you all enjoy, and i really do hope this helps other people <3 i hope at least one thing you can take from this is to LOVE WHO YOU ARE. especially to my black women reading this, you are loved and you are a gem. we are beautiful and powerful!

okay i'll let you read now!!!!!! too excited :')

xo,
the local black girl

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