Don’t judge me but I went on another date with Mr.5’7 maybe. I know, I know. Some of y’all are like, “Girl why?! Dub his ass”, but I’m determined to give romantic relationships a chance instead of cutting men off when they do something I don’t necessarily like. Anywho, so we hadn’t really talked for […]Read more "So am I Black or nah? And other questions as to why I go on dates with questionable men."
When it rains my anxiety turns from a huge elephant, to a herd of antelopes ready to strike. That was probably the worst analogy I could have come up with but it’s going to have to do for now. For the past week or so in Boston the weather has been nothing less than disgusting. […]Read more "Rain, Rain, go away: Anxiety and other tragic life events"
I try and create life at least once a month while other ladies, who are rather eager if you ask me, try more than once. One would think that we would be rewarded for blessing the world with these God like powers but instead, the eager women and I are punished just the same. OUR […]Read more "Periods. Freaking gross but equally amazing. "
Yooooooooooooooooo. I WANNA HAVE SEX. Despite popular belief, I’m not horny and I’m not a virgin (but ya’ll already knew that). I just wanna have someone slap my butt, suck on my titties all gentle and shit, choke me a lil, and actually enjoy the experience; is that too much to ask?! Like damn. I […]Read more "This that grown folk stuff."
When someone looking out of the window on the bus seat next to you feels like they’re invading your space. When a girl twirling her hair becomes a personal issue and all you want to do is take a razor to her scalp because she’s getting on your last working never. When the half smile […]Read more "I want to punch everyone in the face"
TRIGGER WARNING: TALK OF SUICIDE AND EMOTIONAL ABUSE. Everything that happens in this house stays in this house. The mantra that occupies most Black households still rings true in my everyday life. It’s the first thing I think of when people start to get “too close”. According to my family, keeping my life private is […]Read more "God, are you testing me? Like, what is my life even about?"
Sitting with one leg sprawled on the dirty clothes decorating my bed while the other hangs off the edge in submission to gravity, I marinate in the mediocrity of my 20s. I ride the bus every day in my business casual ironed top and steam pressed slacks hoping to create some meaning to this drab […]Read more "Thursday 7:50pm"