Jia Justice

Black Hair, White Gaze

Jia Justice
Black Hair, White Gaze

I want my naps to put fear in your heart

I want how often I switch my style up

From kinky to curly

From Meek Mill braids to high buns

From blonde to brown to Black

To give you vertigo

I want you to catch whiplash when I pull this Dominican Blow Out out the

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I want you to bow to these peas in my kitchen

I hope the smell of coconut oil and the sight of headwraps becomes triggering

Betta not take every bend of my curls for granted

I'll hold a moment of silence for the time you thought you could touch it

I want you to become bothered by basic bitch aesthetics

Take your white gaze off my hair