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”
A poem for those who drink coffee and love Dark Tall Bearded men that set fire to their flame. But ladies be careful playing with that type of heat.