women – Chocolate Flavoured Girl

Want

It draws me in, like a lamb to the slaughter. My naïve mind unaware of the consequences, or maybe just choosing to ignore them. My conceited body craves and begs for this depravity. I am reduced to a simple minded man, begging with no shame at all. I try to turn away, to tell myself no; but the more I run, the closer I get to exactly that which I intend to run from. It is an unavoidable battle, sadly, one that I cannot win. I hate to do this, to want this so much. I am afraid to turn to my benefactor, I hate myself for asking, for wanting. My heart breaks a little more, a tear falls; I am too weak for this, my mind is caving under this intense pressure. I beg my body, but it is merciless as it fans the flames of its want. Curse my desires, set fire to my want, cause this hunger to cease, and be kind unto my gentle spirit…

A box of donuts is all I really want 😭😭🍩🍩 #periodcravings

Lamentations (II)

I am not a feminist.

I can’t count how many times I have said that in the past 9 months.

I am not a feminist.

However, I will not stand for utter bullshit.

This is going to piss a whole lot of people off, and honestly, that is my exact intention.

You are going to be a college graduate soon. Double major Accounting and Business with minors in Finance and Economics. Your boyfriend flips burgers at McDonalds. Okay.

Full ride to study Medicine at UCBerkeley. Your boyfriend is going off to Community College, and he wants you to go with him so you two can be together. Okay!

You just graduated; job offers in New York, Chicago, and New Jersey. But you have decided to stay back in your tiny hometown, with no guaranteed job, just so you can be with your boo thang…awwwwn…okay!

Partial scholarship to study in a better institution which will guarantee better prospects. But bae doesn’t want you to leave him, so you turn it down to stay with bae. You just want bae to be happy innit? Aiite.

Nice young man approached you the other day. You say he’s too gentle, you like em bad boys. Baby boo turns you into a punching bag, you say he loves you, he was just angry. Aiite fam.

You have a 9-5 job. But really, your dream is to paint everyday for the rest of your life. Honey however has no job, always coming to you with his palm outstretched, telling you he loves you cos he needs money. Shutting you down when you bring up your “ridiculous” painting dream. But you know deep down in your heart that he loves you; you’re determined to stick with him while he’s down and out. You see a future he really can’t even see himself. Nice one fam!

Am I the only one who sees there’s a fundamental problem here? Am I the only one who thinks this is some intrinsically fucked up shit?

Goodnight then…