I hope my SLAY stays FLEEK cuz we LIT…Bag??? slang confuses me 0_o

What the heck is bag is it an apparatus that holds different materials or substances? Is it some overly ambiguous INVISIBLE ego holder? What is bag??? Seriously like do I want to be in the bag? Were we from the bag and came out of the bag? Perhaps I should remain in the bag! Should... Continue Reading →


Love Letter to My Youth

"It's okay I'm still in my twenties I have time to grow", I said for the very last time because tomorrow, TOMORROW I Tahira Shavonne will be 30! It's bittersweet though because while I loved the youthful defense time waits for no one. Dear 20's, Well I guess this is goodbye... I've known you for... Continue Reading →

Slim Chance

Dear Whims, WE SPOKE TONIGHT! I was happy to speak to him! I am ALWAYS happy to speak to him because I can be completely transparent and silly with him. We talk about everything and nothing, but to be honest our conversations are pure and therapeutic. I wouldn't trade a single anecdote not one sentence... Continue Reading →

Déjà vu Amour

Whims WHims WHIMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It was Spring the air was clear I was young... REALLY YOUNG and I will never forget the second  I fell. Crash boom kablam. I have been in a coma every since. Co-ma [koh-muh] a state of prolonged unconsciousness, including a lack of   response to stimuli, from which it is impossible to... Continue Reading →

Domestically Independent

WWWWHHHHHIIIMMMMMSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!! I have completely totally missed you all! As you know I am in my late 20's doing the moonwalk to 30! What you should also know about me is that I am also very much single and I don't have any children. Not that I am boasting in either of those facts but I... Continue Reading →

Gone with the Whims!

Blogger??????????? I don't know that I would have ever given myself such a title but the truth is I was sitting in my very small bedroom with my glances plastered to the walls, listening to an extremely funny Podcast thinking it's either this or a novel. Well seeing that I have been cursed with a grandpa... Continue Reading →

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