Dear Jessica, Listen, daughter of mine. Never date a man who feels the need to stifle your freedom. Men who feel intimidated by your desire to have your own thoughts concerning your life; your body; your time; your space; your art; your mind. Freedom (n) : The power or right to act, speak, or think... Continue Reading →
(Hi Jess, Uncle Rash sent me this mail. Go on, read it for yourself) Dear Jessica, Hi! It’s me! Rash! Or as your mother prefers to call me: Captain! Listen, I know your mama has told you lots of things. Probably very little about me, but a lot about life. I’m not here to tell... Continue Reading →
Dear Jessica, It starts out like a candle flame; the yellow glow steady, eerily beautiful and full of warmth. Then along the way, gusts of wind blow by and the yellow glimmer turns into a raging bush fire in the savanna, consuming every single thing standing on its path. The warmth transforms into scorching heat;... Continue Reading →
Dear Jessica, May the love of a man or lack thereof never keep you up at night; denying you precious sleep. May you never agonize over men that don't love you as you should be loved. 'May you never cry and beg on your knees for bad love to stay' I hope you know... Continue Reading →
24th October 2016 When I first thought about writing these letters to you, I promised myself that I would be as truthful as possible. That I would not spare any detail; that I would bare my soul naked in the hope that through my experiences, negative or positive; you may be able to learn from... Continue Reading →
12th October 2016 Dear Jessica; I am balancing awkwardly on the side of my bed as I type this. One of my legs is dangling, while the other half is stretched. Reason for these theatrics? Well, my laptop battery and charger got fried a couple of months back; it's pretty much a desktop, more or... Continue Reading →
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