I'm impartial toward most things in my life; a real love it or leave it type complex. Evidently overlooking my respect for Katy Perry, my interest in group activities and bad coffee. I honestly do try to avoid bias, especially when experiencing new things, I'd much rather figure out what I like for myself and …
If there's ever a time to be black, it's now. That's what I would say to my daughter, at five at seventeen at thirty nine. I want her to be full of so much self worth the very bounce in her step makes those around her admire her. The woman I was raised by taught …
I finished high school with a sigh of relief. I was a noisy cycle of contradictions and complaints. A dribble of quick sentences. A shower of affection and emotion. Drunk on my youth. I was my highs and my lows and everything in between. I wore things, said things and did things with the anticipation …
He would watch me read for as long as his restless mind would allow. He would sit with his signature grin, squinting with such intensity I almost believed that he too could see the words I read. Right on cue, he would accuse me of skim reading "No one reads that fast Darby, you're pretending" …
You're at a party and high school doesn't seem so tough. The night is warm, the people are beautiful and the music is pulsating through your core. You're numb to the taste of vodka now, and the older guys are starting to say hello. Your skirt is even getting a few compliments off of the …
I fall in love with almost everyone I meet, I think its a result of a genuine infatuation with people. I am obsessed with people's quirks and mannerisms. The way their eyes light up when speaking about something they love. Their choice of words when they're describing something you're not sure about. Their body language …
What is the woman who is aware of her sexuality? Is she the sway of her hips? The cup size of her breasts? Her profile picture and its innuendo? For the most part of my life I have felt like a woman, there's something about life experience that taints an individuals innocence. It wasn't an …
Not only did I panic at the mere suggestion of mature, respectable interaction but I devaluated the type of man I was looking for; if I don't want to do adult things and be in an adult relationship does that mean I automatically lose the respect that comes along with those situations?
