I knew a couple people from my high school. And my best Celia, who lived in a different dorm off campus. I mostly hung out with my roommate, suitemate & 2 neighbors—who were all beautiful and popular and friendly. I didn’t really have to work to make a lot of friends because their friends were always super nice to me. 

Usually freshmen are pretty eager to make friends. 

Broke my heart.

Otherwise I can’t really remember the last time anyone has been mean to me. 

To outsiders: 10. To each other: 6.

1. The Patriarchy 
   • Men thinking they have control over women
   • Defining sex as penetration with a penis (and other forms of sex as a fetish or “just freaky”)
   • Male ego
   • The falseness of lesbian porn
2. The myth of “The Ex Gay”
3. Queer women who write off their relations as “experimenting”
4. Straight women who use queer women for sex
5. Boys are stupid

12 years ago I was 11. I was in the 6th grade. My social studies teacher called me out in front of the class for perming my hair one day. I cut my permed hair off in February of 2009, but I haven’t let it grow until now. My coils and I are having a hard time regaining our footing, but I think we can get back to where we were. 

My other loving relationships in 6th grade included sour gummy worms, art class, my bests Shanita and Lexi, and my family. None of the aforementioned relations have seen an anything-year gap. And it would not matter in the off chance that they did. 

Things I am changing:

1. Create more
2. Consume less
3. Cultivate love
4. Be mindful
5. Work harder

Change I seek to encourage in my peers:

1. Create more
2. Consume less
3. Cultivate love
4. Be mindful
5. Work hard

Things I am changing in my love life:

1. Create more
2. Consume less
3. Cultivate love
4. Be mindful
5. Work hard

Change I seek to encourage across the globe:

1. Create more
2. Consume less
3. Cultivate love
4. Be mindful
5. Work hard

I get asked this everyday, more and more. 

I’ve recently decided it’s the energy I give off. I acknowledge the connection between all beings. And I’m just one of those chicks who feels at home everywhere. I’m comfortable and I invite others to feels the same. I think my openness and warmth breed a certain level of “false” familiarity. 

When I fall, I feel like my whole molecular structure is constantly rearranging itself to perfectly match the vibrations of the other person.  

Hey there, love. I wouldn’t exactly say these are similar to me, but they are awesome writers—fluid, provocative, easy reads—and my inspiration. 

• ledasoul She’s a writer. She’s the writer. I love her work. It’s so honest I find myself relating to situations I’ve never been in. 
• atouchofcotton Another writer. She writes a lot of poetry, but what she publishes is usually poetry influenced social commentary or prose or just…honest. 

I’m glad that you appreciate my writing style. My own blog fluctuates between imagery and writing, but I try to stay consistent with original posts. I would estimate that at least 75% of my posts are original, and when I do reblog, it is to support artists and bloggers in my creative network. 

Thanks, again. Peace.

Still in DC. And kind of. 

Um…I didn’t come out to myself until I got to college. I didn’t openly identify as queer until I started dating a woman on campus. But the LGBTQ community on campus is…I’m not sure really. I’m not even an official member of Howard gay and allied student group CASCADE. 

I’ve always had a warm welcome, but because the community is growing, it’s becoming a bit colder. Even when I wasn’t out, there was a…connection among the gay students on campus. Everyone knew each other. Everyone said hi and acknowledged each other. 

But Howard’s campus climate toward the gay community is great. The same disapproving assumptions and negativity that exist in the black community toward “down low men” are reflected here, but I have not seen or experienced any bullying or hatred or violence. Not in recent years, anyway. 

Idk if that answered your question, but please feel free to ask anything else. 

Peace

admittedly, not much. i’m really having trouble finding my footing. i don’t mind taking my time, learning myself, being patient. but the pressure to always be sure of what you want and always have security is really depressing me.

i’m still around campus. i intern at a local dance studio and non-profit called Joy of Motion. i’m a development intern, so i’m learning a lot about grant-writing and outreach programming. it’s unpaid, but i get unlimited dance classes. i still freelance, too.

i owe a lot of who i am to Howard U. i really love this school, and i have a lot of hope for it. the connections i’ve made here are invaluable to me—academic, business, personal. my network is awesome.

thanks for asking ^_^

Ooh these are good…

My favorite body part is…my eyes. Only things I never felt self-conscious about. I like their shape, their confidence…

My favorite on another? Hands. I love strong hands, but more than that, experienced hands. Rough, cocky, warm. Hands. 

Wow!! Thank you so very much! You’re so sweet. 

Good! I allow myself to be lazy sometimes, but I try to keep a certain level of thought in all of my writing—no matter how seemingly trivial. 

My beauty—out and in—is debatable. I’m tremendously grateful that you can appreciate it, though.

Peace