“But to not know if you are human, is to be sure you are a black woman – always loving something at the expense of yourself.” – Oompa
I mean really. How is it sometimes people can formulate words that touch your soul. Speak to your entire life like that? Like, this shit needs to be on a tshirt. In a thesis. I need to unpack this. Eat this. Cause this shit…man. Let me tell you. This sums up so much of my life and who I am as a woman, a lover, a mother, an artist, and a whore. This bleeds.