Bang. Bang.

I hate people who compromise for the “significant” other

No. If this person isn’t willing to meet you half way, isn’t doing 120% like you’re doing.

FUCK THAT PERSON!

DO YOU SOMEWHERE ELSE WHERE WITH SOMEONE WHO WILL DO 150%.

THEY WON’T CHANGE. SO FUCK THEM

FUCK THEM.

I really can’t anymore with compromising folks and the douches they stay with.


madriche:

nervousgnosis:

Octavia Butler interview

Part 2 here.

I watched Charlie Rose religiously as a kid. Most of the time he’s insufferable, but his guests are usually wonderful. Butler got me to take science fiction seriously. Before her I’d only read Orson Scott Card, and his misogynist homophobic bullshit was strong enough to sour the entire genre for me. Ender’s Game still sucks.

Jaja N Medjay’s writings compliment Octavia’s consciousness. Renpet got me rooted.

She is my hero. I don’t think I’d delve so much into Sci-fi/Spirituality without her. Her prose is magnificent and definitely paved the way for POC in the genre. Thank you Ms. Butler

Dance Party by Myself

Danced naked to Jimi Hendrix’s All Along the Watchtower. Naked. Window open, sunlight filtering through my room. People to have naked dance parties by themselves.

Solo and naked.