Mari ♌️

I met God when I looked behind the mirror, she gave me red lipstick and said "The mirror never ends, write my child". So I do, and I asked God "Why red lipstick?." She said "Red lipstick touches the mouth of a whore or a queen, you'll touch both and then you'll chose your dream, hence you're already enacting your destiny..."
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Black lesbian relationships pose little threat to “self-defined” Black men and women secure in their sexualities. But loving relationships among Black women do pose a tremendous threat to systems of intersecting oppressions. How dare these women love one another in a context that deems Black women as a collectivity so unlovable and devalued? By Patricia Hill Collins (Black Feminist Thought: Black Women’s Love Relationships, 182)