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thinkin’bout it. not exactly like this. just a long, cornrowed style. i think i’d look nice in them—hair out of my face and down my back (not allll the wayyy down— i am not so bold)i saw this girl at my college from time to time and she looked adorable with her reddish pink long cornrows with her medium brown skin.(i wouldn’t get reddish pink tho. not so bold)  see my motive is…to try hairstyles i never dare try when i was in high school because i avoided anything i considered “too black” genderfck? well how bout a racefck. no one ever expects a little black girl in cornrows to have anything to do with “white” things. i mock your expectations. those who look over me cuz of my hurr they are lame and a waste of my time anyhow (using hair as BS indicator).but it’s not really about being impish. essentially, i’m trying to make the girl i used to be and still am come to find worth in the very thing she was brought up to believe had no worth at all which—in the end—was her own self.

thinkin’bout it. not exactly like this. just a long, cornrowed style.

i think i’d look nice in them—hair out of my face and down my back (not allll the wayyy down—

i am not so bold)

i saw this girl at my college from time to time and she looked adorable with her reddish pink long cornrows with her medium brown skin.
(i wouldn’t get reddish pink tho. not so bold) 

see my motive is…to try hairstyles i never dare try when i was in high school

because i avoided anything i considered “too black”

genderfck? well how bout a racefck. no one ever expects a little black girl in cornrows to have anything to do with “white” things. i mock your expectations. those who look over me cuz of my hurr they are lame and a waste of my time anyhow (using hair as BS indicator).

but it’s not really about being impish. essentially, i’m trying to make the girl i used to be and still am come to find worth in the very thing she was brought up to believe had no worth at all which—in the end—was her own self.

— 11 months ago with 2 notes
#ciara  #this self acceptance thing  #is a process  #my goal is to unpack every aspect of my physical appearance  #so it doesn't matter what i look like  #i still maintain a humanity  #and i still expect to be treated like one  #too black or not  #btw ciara i miss u pls come back 
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