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we're not kids anymore.
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@themainjawa
Do you have Twitter?
I do! I donāt post a lot of crazy pics like i do from here but itās a more personal side of me as opposed to see me showing yāall my butt lmao. I use it mainly to just be myself n the occasional rant.
Itās @ EnergyVic
Hello followers
If I give yāall my Insta will you follow? Just asking since tumblr is exploding lately.
I almost failed my fucking physics test because I had this stuck in my head
Wtf
I should stop.
Or keep going ?
Followers!
I have not forgotten about you guys! Life has just gotten a lil busy for me but Iāll be posting pics for your viewing pleasure soon š
Can we see your dick or are you strictly butt pics
Iāll work on that in my next batch of pics I take! š
Thank you all for mini, but nice little milestone with 500 followers. Next stop 1k!
Still looking for a sugar daddy š
Tbh I just wanna see my followersā butts
Same
You are reaaaaally pretty! Where u from?
Iām from Texas! š
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So happy itās a short week
Daddy
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HELLO FOLLOWERS!
If you read this I cherish you. I want to start growing my platform as a form to express my thoughts and not just solely my body. A situation occurred to me recently where I just feel this dire need to convey my thoughts because I have a voice and I will rise up for what I believe is right in the threat of ignorance. Please, if I say something that is improper or incorrect, educate me.
In short, ignorant Dad, who is very much still stuck in his old fashion ways. The great irony is that he recently came out as a gay man and it baffles me how someone can still be so ignorant when the entire world has shunned him for what he is deep down. As someone who is apart of the gay community, we would expect that we would be the most understanding and accepting people. I will never dismiss the fact that my father is a great man and as a parent he did his absolute best that he possibly could to raise me as a single parent. Onto the story, my father visits me every so often from Mexico (he is Mexican) and in this recent dinner, we got into an argument about black culture, why is it so important to me? why do I praise it so much? I got incredibly passionate about the subject and I got backlashed with the words āwhy do you act like a black bitch?ā and mocked for it. To let that sink in, there is some crucial context behind that. My grandfather was African American and married my wonderful Mexican grandma, he died when my mother was 13. My mother by birthright is Black and Mexican. Now, me and my mother based on the melanin in our skin we do not look black and we always identify with our Mexican heritage, so there is no further questioning or the iconic micro-aggression comment āyou donāt look the part.ā It is still apart of our heritage and apart of our identity. Further building on my fathers comment. The attack was said in a tone to denounce black culture and in the context that it was used, to attack black femininity and more specifically to mock Black womanhood based on stereotypes and generalizations set by society (which is moronic and ignorant). In my personal life, I define myself as androgynous meaning Iām very comfortable in my masculinity and I act masculine for the most part. However, I am not afraid at all to show my feminine side at all, especially if that Yonce is playing and if I want to do a lil bit of make up for fun/music festivals. I am comfortable in my own skin and doing whatever I want because of how my assimilation and the representation of confidence through black culture has impacted my life (I will delve into that below). As an individual I was not offended by his comment, I was disappointed. I was disappointed by the choice of vocabulary so laden in this racial fixation and targeting. The sentiment was repulsive, vile, and in the face of this comment I saw how ugly human cognition mixed with ignorance truly is. No matter how close we are too one another, ignorance is taught and learned, but it can be unlearned.
One could say my father resents my mother (she left when I was 6), which could be true, even though heās happy with his partner who feeds and praises his behavior. For the sake of my mind though, the question still stood out and this is my answer. The reasoning as to why am me. As I stated above, I assimilated into the culture. I find Black culture beautiful in its entirety. As clarification when I use the word black culture, Iām referring to it in a broad sense, because they can be define in numerous communities. In any form of that community there is something beautiful to be learned and found. The philosophy, the strength, the encouragement is the most powerful thing to walk this earth. For this portion I will be focusing on the deeds African Americans, because I am not well versed in the other communities, but I want to become more educated in every form of Black Culture. So as my clap back, when Rosa Parks did not give up her seat on the bus. When Malcolm X stated that āthe most disrespected person in America is the black woman.ā Ranging to the pinnacle of Martin Luther King Jr. saying the words āI have a dream.ā All of them ignited a revolution, against the eye of oppression. I will never understand that level of pain, oppression, set forth on Black communities, but I acknowledge how cruel the world is based on these social ignorances that have been used to label and enact onto Black communities. Black culture is a story about pain, survival, fighting for what is right, and intuition to stand up for those you love. I found how to love myself and in order to love others. I found the strength to say Know Yourself to Be Yourself in Black culture. I found what I needed the most in this horrible life and that is love. Ranging from powerful historical figures to powerful black women and black men in the arts, music, & media doing their best to showcase the strength and the power through unification can have on our society. It is the hardest battle to fight in the face of oppression and racism, even till this day. So, simply put, it is power, it is opposition, it is what I stand for, it is what encompasses me to keep fighting every day of my life. It is the fight for what is right.
If you read through this I appreciate your existence and I hope that in the face of evil ā¦ always fight back. I have grown to learn that the only way to grow is through healthy confrontation, because I know that the enemy is enacting the same thing that they doing to me.
If we are going to heal, let it be glorious.
-V
Rest easy... epoch of soul
