"We began before words and we will end beyond words."
It's a shame that I'm writing this, but I have to. It isn't my intention to call anyone out... or maybe it is. Maybe it is my intention to call out this friend and all the other "friends" out there that justify their racism with "it's my opinion" or "I have black friends." Over the... Continue Reading →
I've slept with twenty-seven people. Thirteen girls and fourteen guys. I know, who would've thought I had all that spare time. So, now that you know I've been around the block what do you think of me? Am I: a) a slut b) a prude or c) an average girl? Chances are your answer dances around a)... Continue Reading →
I hate when men assume the authority to police a woman's body on the street. And I mean this beyond sexist macroagressive behaviour like yelling, "Hey sexy!" Or "How much?" out their car window. Funny enough, what particularly bothers me is the need to tell me to smile while I'm walking down the street. "Smile,... Continue Reading →
I'm still trying to understand and recall the moment I started "throwing"around the phrase "I love you." For the most part, I can't seem to attach it to anything else but a period of time when I was in high school, when a series of teen-suicides hit my community. It wasn't long after these deaths... Continue Reading →
Do you think it's contradictory to tell me not to go out at night while disagreeing with victim-blaming as a whole? Last night I texted my brother, as I usually do most nights, to see how he was doing. After talking briefly about my approaching birthday and my aspirations I said to him, "Being a lady... Continue Reading →
Capturing one's youth comes with a side of privilege. You didn't have to order it, in fact it isn't even on the menu, but it's baked into what you're eating. What do you mean? Often times, here in the Western world we forget that our luxuries are luxuries. Nowadays, our daily lives are recorded in... Continue Reading →
Every now and then I'll get the inevitable question that I suspect every person of colour writing about being a person of colour gets: Why can't you just forget about race? And while I find the question to be so incredibly ignorant and offensive I do my best to explain the reasons why I can't... Continue Reading →
Can I just mention how much googling I did to make sure I was using the right version of oneself v.s one's self ? Oneself vs. one’s self The two-word phrase one’s self is only justifiable when self is used in a spiritual, philosophical, or psychological sense. In all other cases, one’s self can be replaced with... Continue Reading →
1. She's a woman. We all know that there's a special place in hell for women who do not support eachother. So of course I'd prefer not to go to hell. Hilary Clinton's candidacy is a prime example of why white feminism is so incredibly naive. Our need for conversation and intersectionality is so critical... Continue Reading →
Famous Last Words 