Just take a good look at what love looks like. Now go look at yourself. Labels. Did not define me. They just limited how you looked at me.

This is what this locking daughter looks like who was born from Linda.

Think about it guys. If I deny my Mamas access of me? I just violate my Own Mamas human rights too. Which in my mind? Just perpetuates more of the same thing. I came home to end the pattern by showing I never really as cut off or removed. Walking talking breathing proof I came from Linda and full well know where I belong.