Illustration: Daryl Cagle Disclaimer: This is not a political argument, for once. Dear friends who disagree with me and (probably) are sick of my political crusading, Living in Mississippi, I am acutely aware of the fact that a high number of my friends have a very different perception and evaluation of the world around us. … Continue reading to the friends I disagree with, I’m sorry
I'm in the midst of drafting my senior thesis focused on the epistemic phenomenon of white racial bias amid a culture that openly decries racism. I basically want to understand how people who know that racial prejudice is morally wrong still engage in racist behavior. The answer to that question is something after which I've … Continue reading admitting that I don’t know
I don't want to be obnoxious with the frequency of my political posts (though I'm afraid that ship has already sailed...), but I just saw a post from a friend of mine on Facebook that strangely took my breath away. I'm not sure what that emotional cocktail was comprised of, whether it was disappointment or … Continue reading a plea to Christian Republicans: Jesus loves you, but Trump doesn’t
There has been a problem swimming around in my mind for years now regarding the outrage when black people are unquestionably, illegally murdered at the hands of our policemen and white men in general (*ahem* Ahmaud Arbery). Of course this anger is warranted. I’m not going to for a second even act like I could … Continue reading mad about George Floyd? it starts with places like Mississippi
Hi friends, I know I come across as a bleeding-heart liberal snowflake, and that's because that's what I am! Just kidding, being raised in Mississippi has toughened me up to a lot of things that would otherwise traumatize me. I actually wrote a whole PRO-HUNTING paper, for real. My caveat was that, in order for … Continue reading animals not to kill this spring!
i held you close woven around cotton candy fingers, streamers of me and you. you poured your life colors all over my lap i don't want to feel their last dampness underneath my toweled palm. help me, now Reach Out for the last of me slips through the slits of my millennial hands and … Continue reading black coat
I feel calm, and it's so dope.
The reason why I have yet to write about Alexis and MPD is because they are a part of me. We were spun from the same soul matter. It's hard to extract yourself from yourself, and that's, in a way, what I have to do in order to even speak on these women. Also I … Continue reading on my best friends
There is no excerpt because this is a protected post.
It makes me laugh that I originally titled this thatloudgirl. Maybe I was, when I had ideas and jokes and stories to draw people in, to make them interested in getting to know a mediocre-looking hick who got her laughs lazily. I don't feel very loud at all now. In fact, I don't feel anything … Continue reading empty: depression from its tighest grips *trigger warning: talk of suicide, self harm*
There is no excerpt because this is a protected post.
I feel like social media is fucking everything up. I'll explain. I know that I have no idea how life as a young person before social media took over actually was, and that pretty much anything I say is probably an idealization, at best a guess, but I just can't really see how it couldn't … Continue reading bored thoughts on social media: a ramble
