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Only us black folks need to take it, right?

Hmm. I hear it saying: “Bow down to your new Overlords, oh ye victims of mindless consumerism. Heed my words, you are now in our control.”

It is creepier than a Furby. Now I am the one saying “Fuck me” but as in “Kill me now”, which I am sure this thing will gladly do in the middle of the night.

Depends... are there naked pics of her out there yet? Or a sex tape?

Oh. That poem is terrrrrrrible. Terrible.

Man that is just like my engagement story. I was putting away some groceries while my husband was doing the dishes and he said “Let’s get married” and I said “Sure”.

YouTube “stars” can buy and sell us.

Saddest thing of all are ghosts like Debbie Ryan who don’t know they’re dead.

Vanity keeps me from throwing away my makeup and sanity keeps me from, as I often feel the repugnant urge, breaking the mirror with the surface of my own face and leaving us both cracked open. But I also can’t deny my current impulse to become as ugly and unlikeable as I can, merely to serve as constant reminder of

This is so good. And mirrors so much of what I feel. Hopeless and angry and just so fucking full of rage at the class of men that I don’t know what to do with myself.

Fuck Tom and all the Toms of the world.

Saving this GIF. This is how I feel about most things.

Becoming Ugly

In 2001, when I was about 14 years old, my male friends invented a game that went like this: one of them—and it was

That settles it then.

What if 2016 is just bracing us for 2017? :(