I went into target for hand sanitizer and socks..
I came out with a new bedspread, 4 pillows, picture frame, a new workout outfit, body wash, lotion, and a blender.
Didn’t even get the sanitizer..
this is me at target
(Source: releasedfromgravity, via diaryofabeautifulsoul)
Love is not having to hold your farts in anymore.
Happy Valentine’s day from me n my hair. Lol it’s growing so I’m hype. #teamnatural #naturalhair #braidout #smile
Beneath falling snow,
Cupid takes a careful aim…
Two souls to connect.
Loved this quote
I revamped my natural hair blog. I would appreciate a visit :)
So someone sent this to me after my last post about wanting men to walk in women’s shoes and feel what they feel when they’re being harassed on the street. It’s about a woman who turned herself into a man for 18 months and what she learned through that experience. I’m sorry but I found most of it to be bullshit and I don’t see how it compares to what I and most women I know, go through. Don’t tell me that I’m at an advantage because I’m the one with the power to say no and I’m not the one who has to work up the courage to make a move. I’m at a disadvantage because men feel like they need to make a move on me anywhere and anytime they feel like it. I’m at a disadvantage because he may not like my response to him and overtake me because of how small I am. I’m at a disadvantage because my “no” may be nothing more than two letters with no meaning to him. This is the only time I will respond to something like that.
I just wish that men could walk in women’s shoes for one day. I want them to understand what it’s like to walk home at night and have a guy follow you to try and get your number even though you show no signs of interest. I want them to know what it’s like for a guy to just grab you because he wants your attention when you’ve never met him before. To be cursed out because you choose to ignore his catcalls. To walk in fear of getting raped because you only weigh 110lbs and the guy trying to get your attention is twice your size. To not know if he’ll walk away and give up or get angry and attack you. To walk by a group of guys and try to become invisible because you’re scared of what could happen.
There should be no reason for me to be so fearful on a 3 block walk to my house after a long night at work. I can’t say that I “invited” the attention by my outfit like society likes to say to females. I was wearing jeans, boots and a winter jacket. I never make eye contact and I usually walk with a purpose. When will this kind of shit change? I always wonder if these men don’t have mothers and sisters and if they would want them to walk around with the same fear.
I’m just over it and I guess I was just particularly scared tonight… more than I usually am and it made me angry. I just wish they could understand.