Tuesday, December 15, 2015


Dear daddy, I will be born a girl... please do evrything you can so that that won't remain the greatest danger of all...

Monday, December 7, 2015


When Jada Pinkett-Smith was asked why she let her daughter Willow shave her head, this is what she said: 

"This subject is old but I have never answered it in its entirety. And even with this post it will remain incomplete. 

The question why I would LET Willow cut her hair. First the LET must be challenged. This is a world where women, girls are constantly reminded that they don't belong to themselves; that their bodies are not their own, nor their power, or self determination. I made a promise to endow my little girl with the power to always know that her body, spirit, and her mind are HER domain.

Willow cut her hair because her beauty, her value, her worth is not measured by the length of her hair. It's also a statement that claims that even little girls have the RIGHT to own themselves and should not be a slave to even their mother's deepest insecurities, hopes, and desires. Even little girls should not be a slave to the preconceived ideas of what a culture believes a little girl should be. More to come. Another day."


(via Obvious Mag.)


Memories appear from different things… Sometimes a smell, sometimes an image, and sometimes a sensation.
This morning in the shower, the warm water going down my body ruisseling my legs reminded me of one very particular thing that I miss: The warm cum of my men running down my thighs long after we are done. That surprise while you're walking to school, both sweet yet slightly embarrassing... That's a sweet reminder of him inside you that you kept just a little longer than his physical presence. It would always make me smile. Always. 
Oh condoms. 

Tuesday, December 1, 2015


So i was listening to music on Youtube. 90s RnB, that's my shit right there. Remembering old times as a teen...

Even though it's not a new fact. Nor is it something i personally didn't know, but somehow, it hit me (again): when did a woman, in an RnB video, have to be overly sexy, showing physical obvious and exaggerated assets, have fake lashes, perfect flowy hair and high-ass heels, to be believable as a love interest for the male signer??

I was listening to Tevin Campbell's "Can We Talk" and his girl in the video is wearing baggy clothes. And she is believable as she is fly as hell.... without having to be over-sexualized.

I'm down with the Beyoncés, Rihannas, Marshas of today... but i miss TLC, Salt'n'Pepa and old Aaliyah.. being feminine and fly without the overload of makeup and spanks.
And the men. I take Tevin's video over any Drake's shit any day.

Anyway, rant done.