I don’t know what love is. There is a tremendous number of quotes, authors, scientists, books and videos that « explain » what love is. None of which have convinced me. See, to me, love is abstract, and love is real. Love is pure bliss, and love is agony. Love is addiction, and love is withdrawal. Love is being higher than the sky, and love is being lost in the abyss. Love is giving, caring, and hoping. Love is sacrifice, strength, courage and grit. If you welcome love, you w

Some people believe tributes to black skin are exaggerated, and I am saying some people because it’s not only non-black who are concerned; even black people sometimes believe that. Maybe we’re just overdoing it, maybe it is too much, maybe we should stop being so dramatic. Well, I am sorry you guys just gonna have to suck it up. No, I was not a slave, nobody in my family (that I know of) ever was a slave. But let’s stop playing with words and face the reality for a second. Th

-Hey -Hey you! -So what’s up? -Oh Nothing much, the usual. You? -Well, I wish I was as high as my credit card bill right now. I don’t think a lifetime will be enough to pay it back. My boss is still trying to get me into his bed and doesn't miss an opportunity to make me feel worthless. Dad is physically here, but that’s pretty much it. His body’s still with me but he left me when mum died. His eyes are as empty as my bank account, but I still hope someday he’ll laugh to one