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Raw essays, and candid reflections on reading, building, and figuring out life in your 20s. Always testing, learning, and navigating better. https://linktr.ee/liyamoke
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Updating socials because we gotta. Back on insta peeps @liyamokish 🥲
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Yooo, why is it a big deal that I wear rings on my ring finger? It's the prettiest place 😅
New rule: your lunch should be as powerful as your second cup of coffee. Making jewelry helped calm down the jitters 😂. ’Twas fun with Bead & Sip, thanks guys! Check them out on Instagram at @nomad.et_!
I’ve missed my female friends. Lekas I don’t even know how to apply lip liner. Sweet wisdom’s ears, they understand. Love, love you :)
Conversations we have now... Who gave you the qualifications to do this? I've done it a couple of times, and why not?
"Mekelle is the love that got away. I played pretend with a stick. I can be a doctor, a witch, or a magician, but I'll always need and want a family." Read: ሽብሽብ ቀሚስ 🪡
A neat trick to know how you feel is to start talking to yourself out loud at maximum speed. Take a cold shower afterward and answer your questions.
Unlearning your self-beliefs and thought patterns is about moving against the comfortable urge to remain small, avoiding the temptation to avoid commitment, and believing you will actually follow through. Action comes before the mindset needed to push you through. It is a jarring pushback, but the greatest climbs have the steepest falls.
This is nerve-wracking to say the least.
It’s a music I only hear,
A ringing to do,
Have, see more for less of this,
Less of today being too much,
Meaning too much.
I can change my life in 24 hours,
But I rested and took pictures of old ladies,
The new church bell and the fire flickering.
I hear the sound and I hum to it,
I write the melody in my symbols.
I think I am in love with mysRelf,
I deserve more.
As self-doubt shrinks this world,
I’m the impostor knocking on the door,
If I call its name, it comes in,
Not the tales I’ve told and acted.
I hear only this song no one moves to,
But sits still walking.
If only we matched our rhythm
In dress shoes walking home,
Calling during your snippets of time,
Waiting for the "I love you."
I bet my soul,
Mm, not my earthly worth.
We are in it together,
It can be for the better.
#rushedverses
