Welcome to my randomness of a blog. I'm Chels, 26, and I love to laugh and natural hair! Enjoy =)
I taste her and realize I have been starving.
She is not “my girl.”
She belongs to herself. And I am blessed, for with all her freedom, she still comes back to me, moment-to-moment, day-by-day, and night-by-night.
How much more blessed can I be?