Hello love

as black women, too often we have to pick a side: ratchet or bougie, relaxed or natural, nicki minaj or lauryn hill. we’re assigned into these categories before we even open our mouths so it’s very important to me to exist at different points on each of these spectrum. i want to twerk and turn up at the club on saturday and host book clubs at my house on sunday. i own the right to do that. and if i want to sew a weave into my natural hair then so be it. you don’t decide who i am. i do.

“how to let a sports team make you hate an entire city even if its a cool city” a novel by me

on the outside I may appear like an emotionless sarcastic piece of shit but just like an onion when you peel off more layers you find the exact same thing every single time and you start crying

THE LOOK

IM HOLLERIN

Loooooooooooooooooool

Pictures with dad

I brought you my bullets and you brought me a lot of emotional trauma.