And if I am difficult, it is my complexity showing, and I deserve the love of someone skilled. I will expand him, I will inundate him with knowing. And if he hurts me, I will make him see. I will make my own visuals, write my own poems. I will concoct an extended metaphor. I will write a novel in text message form. I will pace, I will state my point in forty phrases. I will draw parallels. I will break down the etymology of every word of my emotions. I will come equipped with quotes, articles, and statistics. I will carry on, I won’t relent. I will not tolerate anything less than understanding.
Why Lemonade Is For Black Women
Dominique Matti

Yay for complexity and skill in relationship!

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