I am a bitch, A loner, a Princess/ Pinup/ Nubian Queen / contradiction of who the world expects me to be I am me unapologetically though I often apologize to those who mistake me for someone whom I shall never be. I'm a ballerina, a flower petal, I am the steel from the aft of the submarine I am a dream, I am a nightmare, I am the chapter in your books that you have white washed but you didn't use Benjamin Moore and your foundation is now exposed.
I am the bosom upon which the earth was founded and you owe me. For the thousands of years in which you have trampled my gardens and desecrated my womb And I want it. Fuck forty acres and a mule, I want real funding for public school. I want more equal opportunititiesI want you to stop stealing from me. I want you to admit what you've done and learn from it. I want you to acknowledge who I am and where I came from.
equal pay/ to close the school to prison pipeline /to Remove the hyphens from my description/ for everyone to have enough food in their kitchen. I want for everyone to have a kitchen, and a bathroom, and a pillow if they want it. We need it.
I am your frequent reminder. A beacon of light written in blood shining bright in the night, your Groundhog Day of dreams. And you shall keep repeating them and I shall keep reminding you of who I am. Of who I will be. Until I feel you have learned your lesson.
I am a girl better yet a woman, who believes that things can change. and I won't stop. I will not quit, until ALL the change, Every last ounce of it
So, it seems the 50 Shades of Grey phenomenon has claimed some of its first victims. People have already died because of unsafe BDSM practices copied off this poor excuse of a book. So, to any of the people here who might have an interest in BDSM, let me beg you to at the very, very least, never forget the following: