Translucent, at best.

These are my attempts at becoming comfortable with being my whole self in one space, instead of only showing my "good" side and always stopping short of transparency. 35 l CA | She/her

[capacity2]

One thing imma do on tumblr is yap. Im a tumblrina not a twitterbell I’m a paragraph enjoyer it’s in my blood. You need to brew some tea and sit down to read my posts like the newspaper.

[thebizofmisery]

Realizing that I can be fat and hot changed my life.

I got tummy, titties, a luscious lips in more than one place 😏

[latenights]

Choose people that choose you. The end.

[1-amm]

[free-my-mindd]

[fromhersoul]

[perriaeyjeve]

[translucent-at-best]

Pillowy

[fatartappreciation]

Simply breathtaking art by Annie Sieg!

[translucent-at-best]

May Gratitude Log

In my Positive Psych class in undergrad, my professor made us keep a gratitude journal. I try to remain grateful and note things I'm grateful for in my daily life anyway, so why not keep a running list I can revisit on the days I most need it (like today)?

I'm starting late, but I'm going to challenge myself to list 3 things I'm grateful for as many days as I can this month.

Today, I'm grateful for...

the activity of my limbs, as the old saints say, because it could've been another way.

doctor's appointments without a long wait because I walked in at 4:33 for a 4:40 appointment and was back in my car by 5:10.

friends who are understanding when I cancel plans because while I was all for it when I initially said yes, after keying the address into my GPS and seeing that traffic and commute time... it very quickly became a no for me, dawg.

[translucent-at-best]

the perfectly ripe avocado I added to the salad I had for dinner because when I tell you that shit hit the spot?

closing all the circles on my watch because I kept my word to myself that I was going to work out today.

my sister making the moves needed to be able to move here in a few months because I miss doing life with my best friend.

[translucent-at-best]

facetime calls with my cousins because since we're in three different time zones and 2/3 of us have kids, it's difficult to find the free time to chat.

the fact that several of Anthony Bourdain's books are available to borrow on Libby because now I can read one (or a few) before his movie comes out this summer.

living in a walkable area because the walk to get my lunch didn't give me enough time outside to enjoy the beautiful weather and perfect breeze, but the walk I took after getting home from work gave me my fill.

[translucent-at-best]

new glasses with my updated prescription because it was time.

unexpected office visits from old clients just to say hi and give me my flowers because they're doing so much better than they were when they first saw me.

soreness from worthwhile workouts because I did the damn thing instead of just saying I would.

[translucent-at-best]

One of these days, I'll be delivered from gold nail accents. That day is not today. Tomorrow's not looking good, either 🤷🏾‍♀️

[galapaqos]

[poeticcancerian]

You know what I could really go for right now? A good chicken caesar salad.

[translucent-at-best]

Beyoncé said, "You could be my daddy if you want to" in "Church Girl" and... listen. I have a great relationship with my father, ok? George always been and always gon' be my guy. If we talking A1s from day one, it don't get no better than that one right there.

But... also, too, and as well...

It's something about calling a nigga daddy - or, more specifically - it's something about a nigga doing some shit or talking to me in a certain tone (some bass in it, but not chastising or disrespectful) that makes me want to call him daddy that just does it for me. I couldn't always explain it. For a good while, I didn't like it, but facts is facts. The clit wants what the clit wants.

I have to be in charge of every other aspect of my life, have to be extra vigilant to make sure nobody's trying to get one over on me or patronize me because I'm Black or a Black woman or a Black woman in a new environment or just because that's how they are.

And I be fucking tired. And because there has to be a pre-established level of safety for me to feel comfortable doing anything with anyone sexually... when I get that? When I can let my guard down with no issues and the understanding that the person in front of me is just as dedicated to my pleasure as I am to his?

...

It's whatever you want, Daddy.

[overclassy]

[ifyoulookupfromsouthcentral]

4/3/26

[introvertedbae]