1. Not known or seen or meant to be known or seen by others.
1. Something that is kept or meant to be kept unknown or seen by others.
In my opinion, there are no secrets.
Once something is made known or is seen, it is no longer a secret. It's amazing to me how humans take words and consistently use them out of context.
We have a secret, just we three,
The robin, and I, and the sweet cherry-tree;
The bird told the tree, and the tree told me,
And nobody knows it but just us three.
But of course the robin knows it best,
Because she built the—I shan't tell the rest;
And laid the four little—something in it—
I'm afraid I shall tell it every minute.
But if the tree and the robin don't peep,
I'll try my best the secret to keep;
Though I know when the little birds fly about
Then the whole secret will be out.
DIY Homemade Hair Mask
Yesterday I made my 3rd homemade hair mask, but this time I used a different recipe in result of one of the main ingredients not being available.
As many of you know, I have worn my hair natural for the past three years, which takes a lot of patience and care. I used to co-wash between 3-5x's a week to maintain the fresh look of my curls, however, I've changed my regimen to co-washing 1-2x's a week at max., and shampoo 1-2x's a month. The texture of my hair is what would be known as a combination of 3b - 4a. Yes, I have 3 different kinds of curl patterns going on, and believe it or not, this is not uncommon.
I wanted to share this hair mask for women who seek to add length, shine, and strength to their natural hair. Also very beneficial for women who straighten their hair as well.
Here are the ingredients I used: 1 Whole Banana2 Medium Eggs1 TBSP Coconut Oil1/3 Cup Coconut Milk1/2 TBSP Olive Oil
Other Things You'll Need:
(If you don't …
I lay here and think to myself, "Why do I keep asking for permission to love you?"
Why do I feel the need to ask you for your permission to say that "I like you", "I want to be a part of you again", I just want you to understand: I want you.
I have never felt this way before; not even when Ancient Language played all my heart scores. Not when I found myself running a restaurant and working 12 hour days . . .
Not even when I closed my eyes and walked away.
There is nothing as sweet as the taste of your lips, or the way that you speak that this soul, you uplift. Your words are always bright and your energy, like the molecules vibrantly spinning around in the air, giving us all so much love and light.
I constantly tell you that you're such a blessed soul, and the woman that will have you is the luckiest I know.
Hiding my eyes with both hands; when my heart sinks deep and I think of those days. . How can such a man exist, you know, the one we believe o…