The very first time I was raped, I was five years old; I learned at an early age to manifest my own sanity by creating images in my mind that blocked out whatever trauma was happening at the time. Willabe started out as a light blue horse that I had been given as a baby; … Continue reading The Real Home Tree Has a Name, and It’s Willabe
It's taken me a long time to realize this, it actually didn't occur to me until this very moment as I was making the art for today's post. I was not born to Bow. “Bury me in the ocean with my ancestors who jumped from the ships, because they knew death was better than bondage.” … Continue reading Creole Confession: The Creole Queen Was Not Born To Bow
"Jerry Morris: The man who invented exercise. Jerry Morris, a Glasgow-educated epidemiologist who recently died aged 99, has been credited as “the man who invented exercise”. His research was vital in showing the links between exercise and health." I am not entirely sure how I feel about this person, but I can honestly say I got … Continue reading Who the fuck invented working out?
Today the family of Heather Heyer is waking up to the realization their loved one has been gone for an entire year. I am fascinated with Heather, not because I know her, or ever met her but because our lives are and were so different, and yet we were so similar. Heather believed in living … Continue reading One Year Exactly, I am here she is not
I am leaving Surrey. I don't know when exactly, but I know that at some point my time in this fucking shit hole will be finished, and those of you who live in Whalley, or fuck in Newton understand exactly what I am talking about. Did you know that along King George Highway, the major … Continue reading Exodous da Nexus
So it's Pride Weekend and I have decided to brave the crowds and get over this fucking pity party. Yesterday I saw Infinity War, and I Have to tell you, I fucking hated it. I hated every fucking second of the Hero's meeting each other, Tony and StarLord was stupid and I hated it all … Continue reading This is how Legends are Made
People forget that Lost Kids are everywhere, they called us "Lost" we called ourselves Surrey Crew, we had a parking lot, we had booze weed and each other. So here is to the broken, the beautiful and the downright fucked up...I see you!