I dey suffer add meaning my lyf

THE DANCE FLOOR IS AND ALWAYS WILL BE POLITICAL. YOU DANCING TO FORGET, WE DANCING CUZ WE REMEMBER.

once again, people enact harm against me expecting me to somehow be the martyr and savior, I’m so tired, who tf protects the protector????? Literally who does???? I done more for some of these bitches than they ever did for themselves. I’ve exiled myself soo many times in the name of change. I hate it here wallahi. It’s real life vampires that want me crashing out, that want me down bad in their dirty mess.

i wanna believe I can wait for you, for us, i wanna believe i can savor it when it happens

Danced into the morning, was in my own zone fr and my body signaled all my boundaries even when people attempted to cross them, literally I would hand signal my refusal into my choreography, I whined n whined, gun shot gun shotttt, shake shake shake, popppeddd my shiiii in my own sacred release, just to get home n feel the blood gushing out of meee…I’m fresh out the shower now n rubbed my feet in oil, the sun is rising n I’m feeeling a huge wave of rest ready to settle over me dis weekend, no wonder my body been feeling so tender n swollen, like a ripe fruitt, I rlly wished my period forward, I wanted to start it now for some necessary shedding n downtime ahead of an eventful coming week, came at theee right time

I have sexual tension with music, that’s the real attraction, not anyone else but my body n sound

So there’s dis perpetual indescribable sadness…

I wanna be naked w my friends n so it shall b today