#lack

Her gaze slid up the thick muscles of his arm, imagining her hand doing the same, imagining what it would feel like to explore a body of such raw, masculine energy. No doubt about it, he was man built for battle. Yet she could seein his sharp, dark eyes, and in the glimpses of humor and caring he'd let slip, that there was so much more to him than the fight. ↗

— Melissa Cutler

#contemporary #romance #suspense #imagination

Who could imagine a poet wearing anything other than black? ↗

— Ann Demeulemeester

#imagination

The way black women say "girl" can be magical. Frankly, I have no solid beliefs about the survival of consciousness after physical death. But if it's going to happen I know what I want to see after my trek toward the light. I want to see a black woman who will smile and say, "Girl.... ↗

— Abigail Padgett

#black-women #death #life-after-death #woman #death

So what? You're another person, so of course you look different. What do you need to be ashamed for? ↗

— Yana Toboso

#black-butler #inspirational #kuroshitsuji #inspirational

I attended college in Los Angeles and wore black pumps to work every day. ↗

— Ree Drummond

#attended #black #college #day #every

If the town were a black hole, I was the helpless star being sucked into oblivion. It was an oblivion I craved. ↗

— J.D. Stroube

#crave #horror #inspiration #oblivion #paranormal

Stay true to yourself and the answer will become clear ↗