Plan Bee
Plan B
We try a couple of those yeah,
Then keeping at it, still unaware, still selfishly.
you weren't around for Plan C.
That doesn't surprise or bother me.
I'm there for me,
and my one or two good homies,
the ones I get to see
We get so fucking busy.
Busy Bee,
or so they've called me.
With everything going on in anyone else's life,
isn't it what we'd ought to be. ?
lovingly? progressively?
Maybe in some way.
I have to keep my own golden rules in mind,
I have to remember that I love the fuck out of me, I'm sure I always have, it's been so apparent.
I'd been raised and geared to, then signed myself up for the other instances, and people, to come and test that,
to push me out of myself
I guess i like a challenge.
But I always come back to me.
I see that whenever I've strayed away from that self love, respect, advocacy, and agency
was when my body, mind, and soul were most at unease.
The fighting against myself, but not for myself,
that was the shit that killed me.
Nothing and nobody else,
they don't have that power over me.
It's not so hard to see.
I've come and gone a couple times, and I'm sure eventually a few more.
So, finally,
I've got a good hold on me.
So, these were some themes going through my mind as I got this photoshoot together
all guards down, self doubt aside, self love in.
With a cut up top, Pajama Shorts, props from my livingroom and a lot of honey.
didn't really care about the details, or that I don't actually have a modeling background / intention.
Just art from the heart
A self-nourishing moment, I can be my own muse without trying so hard to find that in the people I had given that respect to before
I believe and see so much in the rest of the world, It's been nice to see it in myself.
Idrc what you thought it was.
Perception is your own
