The Weeping Willow

Someone once said I was like a light for moths and it just so happens that a species of moths are attracted to my favorite tree. For those with short attention spans, just read the first and the last line.

Beautiful. Bold. Black. -by SugaHoneyTeash

I Need to Know I’m Beautiful I need to know I’m beautiful I need to know it when I wake up in the morning with crust on my eye and drool on my cheek. I need to know it when my hair is a mess and my eyebrows ain’t on fleek. I need to knowContinue reading “Beautiful. Bold. Black. -by SugaHoneyTeash”