lashae.

21. Scorpio. Artist. 👽✌️

lashae.
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skyetownsend:

When you find your QUEEN, you will immediately notice that she’s different. She will walk a certain way and speak eloquently. She will make your mother smile and make your exes angry. She will behave like a lady in public but in private.. she will make sure that not a single part of your body goes untouched. Her hands will feel like what you imagined magic to be as a child. She won’t go to social networks to expose you when times are rough. She will sit you down, and speak to you.. Not talk at you. She will pray for you when you’re wounded and correct you delicately when you’re wrong. She will teach you mystery is not dead. She will captivate you so deeply that you will want to be good to her. She will not have to remind you that she’s a diamond. You will know that from the time you meet her.  She will cook for you..and sometimes with you. Every recipe won’t be perfect but you will still think she is.  You will forget what morning breath is when you open your eyes to kiss her. You will roll over in your sleep just to catch a glimpse of what it looks like when she dreams about you. You will fall in love with her freckles and scars and remember how gorgeous flaws are when she’s wearing them. You might find yourself staring at her often. Randomly. She will change you without your permission.  Just remember to remind her that her crown can never fall if you see it getting heavy.  Most importantly, show her that all this time you’ve been waiting to be a King for a woman like her. 👑

woah…

QUEEN👑
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thechanelmuse:

Eve’s Bayou | written & directed by Kasi Lemmons (1997)
"Memory is a selection of images, some elusive, others printed indelibly on the brain. The summer I killed my father, I was 10 years old." 
With those opening words, Eve’s Bayou coils back into the past, into the memories of a child who grew up in a family both gifted and flawed, and tried to find her own way to the truth, through the eyes of her older sister, and through the eyes of an aunt who can foretell everyone’s future except for her own.
Eve’s Bayou resonates in the memory. It called me back for a second and third viewing. For the viewer, it is a reminder that sometimes films can venture into the realms of poetry and dreams. —Roger Ebert
thechanelmuse:

Eve’s Bayou | written & directed by Kasi Lemmons (1997)
"Memory is a selection of images, some elusive, others printed indelibly on the brain. The summer I killed my father, I was 10 years old." 
With those opening words, Eve’s Bayou coils back into the past, into the memories of a child who grew up in a family both gifted and flawed, and tried to find her own way to the truth, through the eyes of her older sister, and through the eyes of an aunt who can foretell everyone’s future except for her own.
Eve’s Bayou resonates in the memory. It called me back for a second and third viewing. For the viewer, it is a reminder that sometimes films can venture into the realms of poetry and dreams. —Roger Ebert
thechanelmuse:

Eve’s Bayou | written & directed by Kasi Lemmons (1997)
"Memory is a selection of images, some elusive, others printed indelibly on the brain. The summer I killed my father, I was 10 years old." 
With those opening words, Eve’s Bayou coils back into the past, into the memories of a child who grew up in a family both gifted and flawed, and tried to find her own way to the truth, through the eyes of her older sister, and through the eyes of an aunt who can foretell everyone’s future except for her own.
Eve’s Bayou resonates in the memory. It called me back for a second and third viewing. For the viewer, it is a reminder that sometimes films can venture into the realms of poetry and dreams. —Roger Ebert
thechanelmuse:

Eve’s Bayou | written & directed by Kasi Lemmons (1997)
"Memory is a selection of images, some elusive, others printed indelibly on the brain. The summer I killed my father, I was 10 years old." 
With those opening words, Eve’s Bayou coils back into the past, into the memories of a child who grew up in a family both gifted and flawed, and tried to find her own way to the truth, through the eyes of her older sister, and through the eyes of an aunt who can foretell everyone’s future except for her own.
Eve’s Bayou resonates in the memory. It called me back for a second and third viewing. For the viewer, it is a reminder that sometimes films can venture into the realms of poetry and dreams. —Roger Ebert
thechanelmuse:

Eve’s Bayou | written & directed by Kasi Lemmons (1997)
"Memory is a selection of images, some elusive, others printed indelibly on the brain. The summer I killed my father, I was 10 years old." 
With those opening words, Eve’s Bayou coils back into the past, into the memories of a child who grew up in a family both gifted and flawed, and tried to find her own way to the truth, through the eyes of her older sister, and through the eyes of an aunt who can foretell everyone’s future except for her own.
Eve’s Bayou resonates in the memory. It called me back for a second and third viewing. For the viewer, it is a reminder that sometimes films can venture into the realms of poetry and dreams. —Roger Ebert
thechanelmuse:

Eve’s Bayou | written & directed by Kasi Lemmons (1997)
"Memory is a selection of images, some elusive, others printed indelibly on the brain. The summer I killed my father, I was 10 years old." 
With those opening words, Eve’s Bayou coils back into the past, into the memories of a child who grew up in a family both gifted and flawed, and tried to find her own way to the truth, through the eyes of her older sister, and through the eyes of an aunt who can foretell everyone’s future except for her own.
Eve’s Bayou resonates in the memory. It called me back for a second and third viewing. For the viewer, it is a reminder that sometimes films can venture into the realms of poetry and dreams. —Roger Ebert
thechanelmuse:

Eve’s Bayou | written & directed by Kasi Lemmons (1997)
"Memory is a selection of images, some elusive, others printed indelibly on the brain. The summer I killed my father, I was 10 years old." 
With those opening words, Eve’s Bayou coils back into the past, into the memories of a child who grew up in a family both gifted and flawed, and tried to find her own way to the truth, through the eyes of her older sister, and through the eyes of an aunt who can foretell everyone’s future except for her own.
Eve’s Bayou resonates in the memory. It called me back for a second and third viewing. For the viewer, it is a reminder that sometimes films can venture into the realms of poetry and dreams. —Roger Ebert
thechanelmuse:

Eve’s Bayou | written & directed by Kasi Lemmons (1997)
"Memory is a selection of images, some elusive, others printed indelibly on the brain. The summer I killed my father, I was 10 years old." 
With those opening words, Eve’s Bayou coils back into the past, into the memories of a child who grew up in a family both gifted and flawed, and tried to find her own way to the truth, through the eyes of her older sister, and through the eyes of an aunt who can foretell everyone’s future except for her own.
Eve’s Bayou resonates in the memory. It called me back for a second and third viewing. For the viewer, it is a reminder that sometimes films can venture into the realms of poetry and dreams. —Roger Ebert