Alone feeling the flood of loneliness chill my soul a reminder of all the doors closed woulda coulda relationships that would still exist if only I would submit to the debauchery of my soul character marred by lustful desires like fire burning all over me the smell of death ending to a nowhere relationship only to find myself alone with the hope of something better whatever better is…LaQuita S. Thurman 2 April 2012
Love Aint Going No Where….
Published by Sabreehna S. Essien, MPH
A Native to the Pacific Northwest, Sabreehna is American with Kenyan descent. Sabreehna holds a Master of Public Health and is a small business owner. She currently studies Marriage Family Therapy at Northcentral University and graduates in 2024. Sabreehna is a wife and mother of two boys. Sabreehna enjoys a good book, travel, fashion, nature hikes, and time with her husband and children. Sabreehna dreams of building schools, health clinics, community centers, and affordable housing in rural parts of Africa. View all posts by Sabreehna S. Essien, MPH
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