Just another daughter of the Diaspora...

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Spiritual being with an affinity for Jill Scott and bad reality tv.
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Lowes and Home Depot are oddly romantic places

They’re usually full of couples. Young, old, newlyweds, etc. starting to build together.

I find this whole “I can’t date/be friends with someone who doesn’t read. If I go to your house and see more movies than books blah blah blah” attitude snobby as fuck at times.

teach your daughter/sister/etc. that men’s perceptions of her do not determine her worth or define her

In every friendship/relationship lost I think there’s a lesson to learn about ourselves.

When your with people you just met and their talking about other people my paranoid ass just thinks of all the shit their finna say about me when I leave.

I’m too naturally paranoid to be smoking weed period.

I’m proud that I’m a good gift giver. That I can easily translate my love/gratitude through gifts.
It’s always nice around holidays/family’s birthdays.

I don’t have the kind of best friendship where we’re up under each other all the time. We both have busy and demanding school/family/work lives. We hardly see each other more than twice a year.

But our bond sometimes feels stronger this way. I know I could move half way across the world and we’d still be tight. Our friendship is not contingent on constantly seeing/being around each other. And I think that’s why we’ve been so close for so long.

I’m truly happy that if nothing else I have a real friend I trust 100% with all my thoughts, feelings and fears. It’s refreshing in this shady world.

Wearing eastern deities on your jewelry, clothing, or as tattoos seems really disrespectful to me.

Buddha is not trying to be on your earrings. Ganesh ain’t tryna be your shoulder piece.

People seem to like it when writers downplay the race of poc on the cast. They think it’s a step forward that race is hardly ever mentioned, etc.

But I disagree. I feel like they’ve just made tokens more palatable to white audiences. Instead of poc characters being cliches and caricatures now there’s no nuance to their characters. And I don’t think one portrayal is any better or more progressive than the other.

Writers need to do better.

ugly black boys with ugly white girls looking at me like i’m supposed to be salty.

sweetheart i’m not jealous, i’m thankful

shit i wish all white girls would take one for the team and preoccupy these lame niggas

Do you know how many young men out here don’t know how to adequately wash a dish? Food particles still on forks, grease still on pans. A mess.

Gender roles got y’all all the way fucked up.

If I listened to Kisses Down Low one night while drunk with money in my account I’d probably wake up with a red lip print tattoo on my upper inner thigh.

Cause I have been seriously contemplating that tattoo. And this worries me deeply.

A while ago my aunt’s old doctor was examining her daughters ears and said something along the lines of, “Your ears are so clean. Usually black people don’t have clean ears.”

…and my aunt saw no problem with this. We went back and forth with her defending the statement. “But she was in a poor area so the clientele…” (getting more problematic). “But black people really don’t…”

And it’s like god damn. No wonder all if her kids have issues. This is your mother, once the most influential person in your life, and she’s just planting all these seeds of self hate in you.

Im really thankful i go to university that’s 15 minutes from my grandparents.

Cause in my eyes no one can take better care of them than me.

Can we go to museums where we don’t understand the art? And cap off the day with some soul food from Harlem? Can we shoot the shit on the train and talk until we’re back home?

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