“I will be feeling morbid and joyful at the same time.”

I feel like when you say ‘activist,’ you have to have so much clarity, and I don’t always necessarily have so much clarity on how I want to help others, I just have this weird, deep urge to help other people. I’m trying to let God guide my body and use it as whatever kind of vehicle or vessel it needs to be.

It starts with trusting yourself, even if people are telling you you’re too young to trust yourself.

I want to excel at something, to follow through, to not be afraid.

Mental health and family above all things. Period.

I don’t listen to my own music, so to me, it’s awesome that people really like it. I was afraid that it wouldn’t connect with everyone. I’m more appreciative than anything. SZA

I have an abundant amount of love in my life, and I’m grateful for that.

I made this and have too much to say about it.

I wasn’t popular in high school; I had no friends.

There’s something different about growing up black and Muslim, especially in New Jersey. It’s like when I left the mosque and I left my dad, I felt unprotected, but I also felt a weird sense of pride, like I was involved in this other way of living that was cool to me.

Blessed beyond measure to be with people who inspire me and have a vision beyond my wildest dreams.

Father if you don’t take me any further I honor the gifts you’ve given me thus far.

God forever working harder than satan.

My mom didn’t let me eat sugar or candy until I was older.

My anxiety stems from my lack of control no matter what.

I think we all do: I think we wonder if we’re supposed to be here if we’re doing the right thing, if we even want to be here. At least, I do all the time.

I make bad decisions frequently. They’re fun.

When you’re broken, open up your heart and feel.

I told you about the moon, how it feels like your eyes; They both let me know where home is.

I’ve become almost professional, at pushing the feelings aside, away, afar. It’s not hard at all, in fact, It’s a chore to feel anything at all.

As much as I gained from self-love, Being in love with who you are is more than enough to make you feel that you are alive.

I lurched away from the table after a few hours feeling like Elvis in Vegas – fat, drugged, and completely out of it.

I thought pregnancy would give me very strong & binary feelings about “womanhood” but truly it has leveled my perception of gender entirely.

Feeling understood by one particular person is like holding a universe that solely belongs to you.

And what a rare and magical thing it is to feel as though your heart has finally found a soft place to land.