𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘪𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘫𝘰𝘣, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘪𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. [𝖻𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝟣/𝟤 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝖺𝖿𝖿𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖽𝗎𝗈𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗒] cover by @backenddoll 𝙖 𝙚𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙗𝙞𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙙𝙪𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣

𝘪 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘴, 𝘪𝘮 𝘢 𝘪𝘤𝘰𝘯 [𝖻𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝟤/𝟤 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝖺𝖿𝖿𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖽𝗎𝗈𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗒] cover by @backenddoll 𝙖 𝙭𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙗𝙞𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙙𝙪𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣

"Just fight a little while longer baby boy." "I'm tired."

the story of slim & cash.

After a drug addicted mother and her daughter is separated from an alley raid, six year old Zahara learns to fend for herself. From eating out of trash cans to bathing in gas station bathrooms, a bonnie and clyde couple finds Sahara in the alley. Will they leave her? Or will they change and take her in? Read to find out

I found my homie and my best friend I'mma be there for ya till the very end No matter what, no matter what , no matter what.

It's a poly book

Jason and Diamond's story is over (sort of) and it's time for the next generation to go on this journey called Life. IMPORTANT: You NEED to follow to read chapter 21 (Link to chapter is in my bio on my profile.)

Here is yet another new short story that popped into my head :) Also featuring some characters from my "Thug Love Series" Hope Y'all Enjoy !

I was born in Baltimore, Maryland to a single struggling mother of four. Last year, in the midst of a mental breakdown, I began writing. I wrote in hopes of understanding my depression. I wrote to calm my ever present anxiety. I wrote to acknowledge the part of me that was hidden and my obligation to expose her. Many of my stories are about my struggles to forgive my neglectful and abusive parents who used me and disregarded my youth. I also address my inability to stop the ongoing torture and pressure I put on myself. I wrote to understand the cycle that so many deal with - the cycle of stolen innocence. The cycle where girls are forced to become women before they can fully understand and enjoy being a girl; and all the instances from these experiences. These stories are my true thoughts at the time of their occurrence, my honest feelings towards them now, and my hopes that one day I will forgive myself for continuing the pattern.