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shug say, girl, you look like a good time, you do. that when i notice how shug talk and act sometimes like a man. men say stuff like that to women, girl, you look like a good time. women always talk bout hair and health. how many babies living or dead, or got teef. not bout how some woman they hugging on look like a good time.

extremely laid back sag. most that know me, don't know me. most that think they do, definately don't. those that know they don't, might have a clue. that doesn't make me special. i think that's just how life plays. hip, happy, homo and it ain't by accident. i read. i write. i make things with my hands. shy but talkative. good to friends and strangers. i need sunlight and water to grow. really! i wilt if i don't get direct sunlight. conversation about/exploration of human behavior is my shit! highly opinionated. have thoughts about, you know, stuff. i'm pleased with me cuz i try to live by the rules me and my mama laid down. daddy too. lol. i write lol way too much. i have the human capacity to be wrong. i'm okay with that and parallel, i am quite ok with who i am right now (knowing i'll be someone different tomorrow). sometimes i'm quiet. yeah, i'm silly/sarcastic as fuck. i'm kinda blunt but i also know feelings are delicate and precious. i can evaluate which is more important at the time. the one thing i know for sure is that i don't know shit. nothing is for certain, and yet i believe in who i am and i have a strong backbone. it flexes though.

BE NOBODY'S DARLING,
Alice Walker, Anything We Love Can Be Saved

Be nobody's darling;
Be an outcast.
Take the contradictions
Of your life
And wrap around
You like a shawl,
To parry stones
To keep you warm.

Watch the people succumb
To madness
With ample cheer
Let them look askance at you
And askance you reply.

Be an outcast;
be pleased to walk alone
(Uncool)
Or line the crowded
Riverbeds
With other impetuous
Fools.

Make a merry gathering
On the bank
Where thousands perished
For brave hurt words
They said.

But
Be nobody's darling;
Be an outcast.
Qualified to live
Among your dead.

Made with a thirsty heart

"if i take a chamois and rub real hard on the bone, right on the ledge of your cheek bone, some of the black will disappear. it will flake away into the chamois and underneath there will be gold leaf. i can see it shining through the black. i know it is there..."
---toni morrison, "sula"

"Ballad of the Girl Whose Name Is Mud"
Langston Hughes

A girl with all that raising,
It's hard to understand
How she could get into trouble
With a no-good man.
The guy she gave her all to
Dropped her with a thud.
Now amongst decent people,
Dorothy's name is mud.
But nobody's seen her shed a tear,
Nor seen her hang her head.
Ain't even heard her murmur,
Lord, I wish I was dead!
No! The hussy's telling everybody--
Just as though it was no sin--
That if she had a chance
She'd do it agin'!

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God is trying to tell you something(The Color Purple )

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