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@hernameiskameishi
Million
I was taking a test and I couldn’t focus because with every love song my mind kept slipping into images of you and I .
A million and one I miss you’s
I can’t turn it off.
No one else matters
No one else compares
No one else is you
A million and one thoughts
Somethings gotta give.
Again-
I just wanted to roll over and kiss you
To cuddle all day like teenagers in the summer time
No worries or responsibilities
I want to lay my head on your chest and feel your heart beat
I can almost feel your butterflies when you’re holding me
Can you feel mine too?
My heart stops when you kiss me sometimes
And then everything feels warm
You take my breath away
And calm my soul
I stare at you
While you’re sleeping
While we’re chillin and you’re paying me no mind
I like the way peace looks on you
I love the way joy looks on you
I just want to dance with you
Every morning as we get our day started
In the middle of a busy market like no one is watching
As we’re walking down the street
Until forever says times up
I want to hug you
I want to kiss you
I want to feel you
Again
and
again
and
again
When we meet again.
2
I didn’t have to feel anything
I didn’t have to care
I felt free
I felt beautiful
I felt light
I felt peace
I felt love.
He made me feel everything
He made me care
He made me feel free
He made me feel beautiful
He made me feel light
He made me feel peace
He made me feel love
He is everything
He cares
He is freedom
He is beautiful
He is light
He is peace
He is love
Two thousand miles
Two beautiful days
His soul is pure
His heart is kind
I’m grateful.
Until we meet again.
#MrChester
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It’s that simple.
Unexpected joy
I have a friend that understands me like no other. My love for music. How it moves me and what truly makes me happy. My religious beliefs. My interesting interests And maybe even my love language. “It’s like an endless conversation with you”
I’ve experienced so many people who couldn’t care less about the little things. The quirky things. The passionate things. But you, you just get it.
Life just gets so real for me but yet feels like a fantasy sometimes. It’s no secret that I’m scared. I suck at feelings. I suck at emotions. I suck at expressing my heart but it’s come easy for me lately. I have a friend that makes me feel like I am not misunderstood. I have a friend that makes me feel that maybe I’m not supposed to do life alone. I have a friend that makes me feel like maybe, I’m not hard to love. I have a friend that makes me feel reaaaaaaaaally good. I’m grateful. I have so much peace in my life right now .
You couldn’t have come at a better time. Thank you for being you.
Good vibes with my best ❤️ muthameish
IG: KameishiWilliams 💕
Wiiiife
Kameishi|20|Tacoma
IG: kameishiwilliams
#MeishMonday 🌹
She’s more than enough ❤️
• #MeishMonday #StayQueen •
Late 20s, Early 30s club.
Can I be transparent for a moment?
I laid there for hours humming ‘Victory is Mine’. I was scared.
Imagine, Everything that could be going right in my life was and then things went south and suddenly I’m in the hospital being told that I only had about 8 days to live.
Sometimes I forget it happened. Sometimes I wish it didn’t. Sometimes I’m happy it did.
I have an incredible appreciation for life that no one could ever really understand unless they spent those days in my shoes.
Last night my sister told me that she doesn’t know what she would do without me and man did it put things into perspective.
I honestly don’t think I’ve ever been very afraid to die, I never thought about it much. But her, she almost lost her bestfriend, her confidant, her only sister and I never registered how that could feel.
A few years back one night I was at my pastor’s house, just enjoying good company when I got a suicide text from my brother. It was a group text but somehow I was the only person that received it. My heart shattered instantly and we went straight into prayer. We found him. We stopped him.
I can only imagine that maybe she felt the same way. I don’t know what I would do without you either. Sometimes I beat myself up for not achieving but then I remember that I got a second chance to so “just focus and take one day at a time”.... I have to remind myself often.
I need to live this life. It’s the only one I have.
There were times during my recovery when I wished that I would’ve just died. Things were hard. I was homeless. I was unwanted. I was struggling. Mentally, spiritually, emotionally, physically.... Kinda. My body was getting stronger but everything else was struggling.
I was lost, anxious, depressed, afraid. Life was just happening to me and I didn’t know what to do.
But things got better. Thank God for family. Thank God for balance. Thank God for faith. Thank God for peace. Thank God for light. Thank God for life.
I am here.
Still.
Thank you .
Darren
He drove me crazy
Had me feeling like I wasn’t good enough.
I almost lost myself trying to please a nigga who didn’t even know who he was.
I went crazy.
It was a fucked up situation. Toxic situation. Started as a lie and became fatal attraction. I liked the risk of it all. How simple things were. No titles, no commitment, great sex and a homie.
But he drove me crazy.
I got a call before work. “Hey, I’m getting ready to head back to Miami....”
All I could say was okay. I didn’t really care. I was drained. Trying to learn myself without his influence. It was finally over and I almost felt relieved.
“I just wanted to let you know. I guess I’ll just see you when I see you”
I told him that I could come by after work. I did. I knew I was done but I needed to see him, feel him and be done in that moment is well just be sure that I was sure yaknow.
I knocked on the door and he gave me a big hug. I felt like I didn’t want him to touch me. We had decided to just be platonic friends. After intimacy that is always pretty hard for me but I made it happen. I was checked out. I was done. He was my homie. That’s it, that’s all.
Guys have a special way of trying to play with your head and I caught him in the act.
I sat down on the floor. He began rubbing my back. My lower back. He just kept touching me. It was uncomfortable. Because a part of me was still resenting that I ever gave him my time, my mind, my body. He was so manipulative. We were supposed to just be friends. Why sir? Why do you keep touching me?
I wasn’t even attracted to him that night. It was like 30 past midnight. I was high as hell and I just wanted to close this chapter face to face.
We got into an argument about why women feel the way that they feel about me. He was the epitome of niggas ain’t shit. He was soooo fucking lost. Why did it take me so long to notice this?
All he ever did was brag and lie. Any man that has to gas himself up constantly doesn’t believe what he’s saying. If he did, he would just be it rather than talking about it.
Why did I give this man so much of me.
So we got in the argument and we have a habit of play fighting and such when we argue. He tried to pull out the Patois to turn me on but it didn’t happen. He tried to wrestle me into a sexual situation but it just wasn’t happening. I just don’t understand. I thought you just wanted to be platonic friends.
I called him out. “You hella wanna fuck me.”
- “ I ain’t never trippin over no pussy.”
“But you are. It’s okay I know you but it’s not happening.”
He was pissed. I made him walk me out and he tried one last time grabbing my neck as I was talkin shit. “I know that made you wet”
............... issa no.
For a nigga that ain’t ever pressed for pussy, you’re sure doing a lot to get mine. But I swear I thought we were supposed to be platonic friends.
Oh, the mind games.
He drove me crazy.
But that night I remembered who I was and finally walked away.
Yes. Niggas ain’t shit....
Not all of them but most definitely that nigga.
At such moments, I realize that all these stupid stereotypes about us do not have the right to exist
this guy went OFF and I completely agree with everything he’s saying. someone give him an award.
There you go…but the Kanyes, and his friends in the sunken place with him won’t care about the truth of any of this…and neither will the beckys they choose
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All of this!!!!
I be chillin
