I smell wax burners everyday and it washes me with simplicity. I see African themed pictures and mask on my wall everyday and it shows my culture. I see a bed with lights all over it that change to whatever mood I want. I see a kitchen that holds all my food and all of what I need to send aromas of satisfaction throughout my home. I see a bathroom with everything I want and need. From the African themed shower curtain to the cheetah mirror I made my self. I'm in my own space. I love it and I couldn't ask for anything better or more. I'm at peace and content with my home because it's mine.
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Diary of a 20 something
PoetryThis is just a book about poetry,growing,my thoughts and etc
