Concrete Orchid Media is seeking story submissions for an upcoming anthology about growing up as a black girl who never quite fit in. All women with a knack for expressing themselves using words, photography, or illustration are invited to share their personal experiences about what it was like…
Quotes from cuntress, in a convo processing my most recent date:
"i am going to IGNORE that bed/ashtray stuff. dudes are grosss about beds and i do not understand why they live like ANIMALS. in a fucking stable. like the bed is just a garbage can to them or something? like they could sleep there or on a pile of piss soaked newspapers, whatev. NO.”
"yeah i don’t understand the male asshole at all."