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•Currently Creating A Suspense/Drama Novel I Would Love Everyone To Read 😌✨ Stay Tuned. I Also Write Poems & Short Stories.
Ban Of The Genders?
I thought long and hard before writing this up. I feared of offending anyone, because that is definitely not my intention. I wanted to be open with my thoughts and questions of what is going on in our world in this time. I’m a very open minded person who loves to question how our world is evolving. If anyone does find an issue with anything I am saying, I truly apologize, although that does not mean I feel bad for asking and giving my opinion.
A Woman’s Envy (Part Two)
He stood at least a foot over me. With his head lowered staring down into my gaze colored eyes lustfully, I took no time to hesitate. I grabbed him by his shirt and yanked him onto the couch. I began kissing his full lips and let out a long soft moan from enjoyment. I felt him snap open my blouse and begin to unbutton my pants while I cradled on top of him.
Learning Which Wings To Spread
Writing is something that has stuck with me all of my life. It started with reading books way out of my grade level. I would take home books from the school library with over 300 pages while other kids my age took home book that were short and comic like Captain Underpants or books that were clearly too kiddish for them to be reading just so the teacher wouldn’t complain about them not picking out a book to read. To them it was just part of the class assessments every week. But, for me I actually took a liking to the adventures I and dramatic stories I could have play out in my head like a hidden movie only for your brain. I used to think I was weird for taking such a liking until a teacher told me it was a great thing, and to not stop reaching higher limits.
After The Final Step
Hey diary, it’s me again.. I haven’t written in you in about three days now. As you know, my high school days are now over, and I am looking forward to graduation day! I’m eighteen now, so I’ve been just trying to figure out my life socially. College was creeping up fast on me, and I don’t even know what college I would want to attend although I’ve applied for over ten. I haven’t really been home lately since my parents has been giving me the space to do my own thing. Being eighteen now, my best friend has showed me a lot of places to be like clubs and parties. And I have been doing me, but in a way I guess someone else has been “doing” me as well.
The new century continues to evolve. In a good and bad way most of the time. In this moment, I want to take the time to dwell on a few amazing accomplishments made by a few African Americans that were not so talked about in American history. After all, it is Black History Month. A month to celebrate black excellence and greatness.
Sister Souljah: The Coldest Woman Ever
Souljah is known for many accomplishments starting with the power of her voice and the knowledge she has conjured from years of struggle and studies. A powerful African American woman who is not talked about often, although she has had so many life changing effects on young black children and families in and out of this country.
A Woman’s Envy
I usually don’t care for another woman’s man. There’s so many fish out in the sea I’ve run out of worms to feed them as bait. So many men to choose from with so many different things to offer me. I don’t care for the rich stuck-up men that thinks money can buy them a loyal female. I could care less about a man trying to be in a gang or sell drugs to get ahead in life. And I for damn sure don’t care about men who still live with their mothers. So many men to choose from, but so many problems that comes along with them.
A New Year To Be The Same Me
January 1st doesn’t stop me from being who I am. It does not change my reality, or the challenges I still have to face everyday. I don’t plan to change, I plan to evolve. I don’t want a fresh start, I want my goals to continue branching out as much as possible.
Don’t Panic! It’s Just A Baby.
The day has finally come after a long and emotional nine months of carrying a growing human being inside of you. You have brought a new addition into the world, but that new addition may have given you some emotions that can begin to weigh on you.
A Criminal Of Love...Or Lust?
Is it wrong to want someone to be emotionally attached to you? Not the obsessive type, but the genuine type. To know when I am upset, and to ask me what’s wrong & how they can make it better. To know what I am thinking before I even say the words verbally. The type of affection you don’t have to ask for because it’s clear to them that you need it.
Ready For The Final Step(Part Two)
I sat in the passenger seat of his black Pontiac with my hand on his lap as he drove down the highway. The stars were now out, but I kept my window down to enjoy the cool breeze. I just kept replaying our first kiss on the park bench. How his big soft lips applied just the right amount of pressure on mine, and how his touch felt like a shock of electricity going through my body. Every inch of my body was screaming that he belonged to me, and nobody was going to come between us.