Tomorrow I will be speaking with a journalist from an abuse organization known as the Shine Foundation. She will write an article about my experience with Pace and maybe my other experiences as well. I don’t know much of the organization, I honestly only heard of it a few days ago on twitter. 

I guess we’ll see how it goes. 


black lives matter! yesterday in chicago.

photo by lawrence agyei


I kinda wanna make a video of myself cutting my Pace shirt into shreds and talking shit about them while doing so.

Somewhat of an art project.

But at the same time, it’s still a perfectly good shirt and if I donate it somebody will get it. 

And it was overpriced. Damn those bastards. 

I’m torn. 


Ferguson Mayor James Knowles is making no friends at tonight’s Town Hall. Part 2

[part 1]


The True Trayvon Martin

  • He didn’t eat pork bc his father didn’t. Once his uncle fixed pork chops; they smelled so good,he called them “beef chops” & ate 1.
  • He was passionate about aviation.
  • When he volunteered at a soup kitchen for. The first time, he was astounded by the US hunger crisis.
  • He loved his little cousins birthday parties. Even as a teen, he wasn’t too cool for Chuck E. Cheese.
  • He was modest about saving his father from dying in a house fire. His father called him his best friend bc of it.
  • Hoodies made *him* feel safe. Like so many teens (and adults), he wore them as a protective shell, a security garment.
  • He called his dad, “My ol’ boy.” Lord, how he loved his dad.
  • When folks wanted to tease him, they said, “Boy, you too skinny to take a breath.” And he’d just smile.
  • If he wanted to hang out with his cousins and they had chores, he helped so they could finish faster.
  • His uncle said they never had to ask him to do something twice.
  • At 17, he was still into BMX bikes. He could cat-walk wheelie.
  • The tattoo on his wrist read, “Sybrina.”
  • The tattoo on his chest read, “Cora” — his grandmother’s name.
  • I’m going to stop here. But just claim one of these memories I tweeted. Carry part of this boy with you, write him on your heart.
  • Write the beautiful details of all the black children you meet on your heart. That’s where they’ll be safest.
  • I feel like this stuff is important.

All facts about Trayvon are from this Esquire article.



Been asked for my opinion (in phone calls and PMs I’ve gotten) and I’ve pointed out that I’ve tried to not comment on ‘the’ cover directly (I’m sure I slipped up somewhere! Gotta be honest, I giggle so hard every time I see it that it’s hard to put a thought…