So I write a post on being a Black woman and...
notesonascandal: radicalrebellion: and folks feel the need to jump on and add “black person” or tell me that “women in general” face shit. NO. I meant BLACK women, specifically. Because I live in a world where Psychology Today, a fairly well respected mental health publication, publishes a study finding Black women to be the most unattractive women on earth, and not until they received...
Reese always understands where I’m coming from.
I love when men who don’t know me tell me I look better without makeup then proceed to argue with me when I ask about their opinions on makeup in general. I can appreciate and accept that you have an opinion on makeup overall but at the end of the day, I am the sole entity that decides what goes on my face. I don’t want to hear the reasons why you think I shouldn’t wear...
5. My encyclopedic knowledge of R&B
4. My hair, smile and eyes.
2. I can’t hide a single emotion because I’m incredibly expressive with my face.
3. I’m all legs.
Things I love about myself...
1. My eyelashes are long enough that when they have the tiniest bit of mascara, it looks like I have winged eyeliner on.
Every time my ex sees me (Skype included), he gets a chubby. According to him. I halfway believe him, halfway think he’s gassing me up. The part that bothers me the most is that I have absolutely no way to test it.
I’m scaring myself with my apathy…
Anonymous asked: Alot men just have sex on their minds and you happen to be on the receiving end
WHY do men feel they need to suggest ways to masturbate to women? Trust, I am well versed in what gets me off and I’m not looking for suggestions.
Life is tough for white people in America. A few hundred years of presumed...– -Gawker.com “The White Student Suing to Overthrow Affirmative Action Was too Dumb to Get into Her Chosen College” (via newbatteri) Oop. (via roropcoldchain) welp. (via native-detroiter) “It’s true that the university, for whatever reason, offered provisional admission to some students with...
I am currently updating my resume for 30,000th time in two weeks. I’m finally beginning to impress myself with my experience and accomplishments and what not. Go me. Now I just need somebody to hire a chick.
My ex is an idiot. I try not to say that about people and mean it but sometimes…
I just revamped my resume. It leaves much to be desired in my opinion.
I love finding out how much people don’t listen to me.
This post-piercing itch though…
The highlight of my Friday nights is watching Tales From The Crypt on FearNET.
I could stand to write more than a half sentence every two hours if I gave even a 1/16th of a fuck.
I’ve been grinding in this chair for 20 minutes. I’ve written a few more sentences as well.
I’ve been working on this thing for 7 minutes. It’s time for a break.