For some reason, we only have one fan in our house. Out of a family of 7 people living in 5 bedrooms, we somehow ended up with just the one. It’s big, ugly, cumbersome to carry and broken so no one ever wants to move it around, keep it in their room, or in any… Continue reading The Ugly Fan
I've been thinking about writing this post for a few weeks and in that time I read through different definitions of being a creative. One website said: "A creative is unique, someone who doesn't quite fit into any box. Some think of creatives as iconoclasts; others see them as rebels...A creative is a thought leader." An article… Continue reading When Creativity is Elitist
Let's be honest. Just how much do you love yourself? Put a number on it. Out of 10? Put a monetary figure on it if you like. If I wanted to buy your self-love for myself, how much would you charge me? How much is it worth? For the longest time I lived in… Continue reading The honesty of self-love
It's inevitable isn't it. I knew I'd end up alone. I knew he would go back to her. They always go back. I boasted of my independence. I didn't need to be attached. "I'm a free hoe," I always said. I laughed at my friends and their troubled relationships. "Not me, " I always said. I played… Continue reading The Other Girl Part 2
I love those moments when you read something written by someone else that you have been thinking about for a long time. When another writer seems to reach into your thoughts and create something amazing. This is one of those posts, written by one kickass black woman that I respect so much. Read it and enjoy 🙂
“Technology is nothing without the capacity to make people dream. That is where the power of technology resides…It is embraced insofar as people believe in the promise of inheriting it, of improving their own lives, making it better and freeing themselves of structural constraints. The internet intensifies that capacity to dream and that narrative of liberation” – Achille Mbembe, The Chronic, Chimurenga magazine
Carefree adj. : untroubled, buoyant, radiant, light-hearted, happy.
“What a time to be alive.” (Future & Drake, 2015) Indeed, what a time it is to be alive. I’m writing this as I sit on my single university-accommodation bed in Edinburgh, Scotland. I got a scholarship for my Masters, and my mother practically shoved me onto the plane. I miss her terribly. I don’t know how else to repay her, but to continue my journey as a carefree black girl, unconquerable. (If you’re Zimbabwean, please pronounce that last word the…
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Loneliness is loyal.
Unofficial...untitled...The unofficial girl Well, maybe not untitled. They have names for what I do; they have names for what I am. Mis·tress n. (mĭs′trĭs) – “a long term female lover without the constraints of marriage”. Also defined as a woman of authority, control, power... How ironic. “Side-chick, side-piece, homewrecker”. How crude. Do you ever see… Continue reading The Other Girl
I am so pissed. I am pissed beyond belief. I am so angry that I could throw up on my laptop right now. I am so angry I feel sick. I checked my facebook news feed this morning and found this idiotic status: Sex, Relationships and Love Storiz 9reasons Why Some African Ladies End Up… Continue reading Screw your African culture
I've never understood why men refer to women as the weaker sex just because we are emotional. It takes guts to show emotion. It takes guts to stand in front of people who you know will never understand and just spill.Bleed.. Raw, unfiltered,gut-wrenching emotion. Even when you know that when you're done, to them it… Continue reading Bubblegum
All my life I've had people say to me "you're so strong" or "how do you deal with all this stuff that happens to you",or some variation of the same. To be honest, I am not. I am not strong, I don't want to be strong. When bad things happen,(and they do a lot) all… Continue reading Burning bridges and burying hatchets