Nigerian Jamaican. Womanist. Brooklyn born. New Jersey bred. Spiritual Being. Sinner. Public health, policy, and women studies nerd. Unconditional lover. Truth seeker.
27. August 2014

Hi you lovely studious tumblrites,

Does anyone have a product key for endnotes that they’d like to share with me? Please? Seriously, the school one expired, the job is going to take forever to get it on my comps and I need this shit like yesterday…. ( insert desperate looking gif here)


And if Michael Brown was not angelic, I was practically demonic. I had my first drink when I was 11. I once brawled in the cafeteria after getting hit in the head with a steel trash can. In my junior year I failed five out of seven classes. By the time I graduated from high school, I had been arrested for assaulting a teacher and been kicked out of school (twice.) And yet no one who knew me thought I had the least bit of thug in me. That is because I also read a lot of books, loved my Commodore 64, and ghostwrote love notes for my friends. In other words, I was a human being. A large number of American teenagers live exactly like Michael Brown. Very few of them are shot in the head and left to bake on the pavement.

The “angelic” standard was not one created by the reporter. It was created by a society that cannot face itself, and thus must employ a dubious “morality” to hide its sins. It is reinforced by people who have embraced the notion of “twice as good” while avoiding the circumstances which gave that notion birth. Consider how easily living in a community “with rough patches” becomes part of a list of ostensible sins. Consider how easily “black-on-black crime” becomes not a marker of a shameful legacy of segregation but a moral failing.


Ta-Nehisi Coates, being amazing. (via politicalprof)

(via becauseiamawoman)

27. August 2014


I am not here for your apologies.

You utterance of “I’m sorry” rings hollow.

I will no longer say “it’s okay.” Especially when it is NOT okay. I’m tired of things being okay, and I walk away disappointed while you shrug off your behavior.

Because what I really want is for you to do better and fix the problem. Don’t be sorry, do better.

26. August 2014

  • Spent the weekend in Canada sans electronics and the internet and I must say it felt good.
  •  I’m going to do that more. I need to unplug regularly
  • I miss my mother with every fiber in my body
  • Still a little salty that I missed Afropunk ( and all those beautiful black people in the same space)
  • I love my fam (even the ones that i wouldn’t mind strangling from time to time)
  • I’m not going to reblog Mike Brown’s funeral pics (that’s their private moment and I don’t believe it should be broadcast), but I can’t (don’t want to) ignore the pain in their eyes. My heart breaks for them. 
  •  going back to work…take care tumblr