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My Thoughts on The Love Songs of W.E.B. DuBois
My best friend suggested that I pick up The Love Songs of W.E.B. Du Bois almost a year ago. I bought it from one of my local bookstores and read it over time. You know, the same way you eat a family-sized bag of chips. You have a few here; close the bag. You come back in a few days/weeks,…
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Punch-Drunk Unloved
When I first saw Punch-Drunk Love, it became one of my favorite movies. I’m not sure why, but it spoke to me on a level I never expected a film to. Looking back now, I think I understand why; Barry Eagan is the rage and confusion we all contain inside of us while trying to find and navigate love. It…
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She’s (maybe) Gotta Have It
After getting out of a 4-year relationship I had been in since my teen years, I am now learning the landscape of adult dating. As a woman who needs structure to even go with the flow, I have no clue what I’m doing, what the norms are, and what’s too much or too little. These anxieties remind me of something…
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Love Island definitely has bell hooks rolling over in her grave
Today I watched my first episode of Love Island and instantly felt doomed for love’s existence today. Perhaps this is me being dramatic as usual, or the times are very scary. It also doesn’t help that I’m currently reading Communion by bell hooks. While watching the episode, all I could think about was what she would say about the show,…
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Welcome!
Greetings! I have finally decided to return to blogging after a not-so-brief hiatus. Due to the end of a four year relationship, the unsolicited ruminations have returned. Now we’re navigating dating as an awkward neurodivergent black woman. I think the neurodivergence is where all the personality lives, personally. Without it I’d probably be boring with no spunk. I’m still trying…
