finish this sentence: m
y body craves for the touch of mashed potatoes, the soft white flesh of the vegetable sliding over my body. i havent slept in fifteen days. only the beautiful rapturous gooey white semi solid plant matter inspires me to continue living. sometimes i like to imagine that the mashed potatoes have accepted me as their loving partner. oh can i dream.
What the actual fuck
a discussion we had in WLC concerning women.
What got me was the fact that the two black girls couldn’t fathom being chosen first.
"It seems like preferences are okay as long as it’s not Black women. But then it’s also not okay for Black women to have preferences other than Black men."
But why is anyone surprised though? Everyday you get the same message that a black woman is not beautiful, is not special, is not anything. The whole world shits on black women and we at the bottom of the rung when it comes to everything and that includes love and appreciation.
It doesn’t surprise me but it still hurts when you hear it from people
PREACHHHH THAT LAST MUTHAFUCKING LINE !!!!!!!!!
"really fucking backwards*
but WHHHYYYYYYY won’t you let us steal from your culture and make fun of everything you stand for YOU’RE BEING RACIST
So I do have a paper due when I get back from break, but this vacation is well deserved… I started it off by sleeping until 4pm. Not bad.
Not good either.