I am not someone you'd take to hang out with your boys while you get high.
I was destined for respect.
I was born to dine with a man who could hold an intellectual conversation about politics, a man who can amuse me with stories about his yesteryears as a youth.
A man who can take me to an expensive restaurant and make me giggle as he speaks to me in Tsotsi taal about life in the ghetto as a kid while we chew on i-kota from eNdofaya.
A man filled with the word and not air. A man who had deep conversations alone with his father Yahweh. I was born to be loved...
Would like. I like. That is now a proud women
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