It was my friend’s mom’s birthday yesterday. Both our moms are single parents and I started thinking about how strong they had to be for us. Then I started thinking about women of color in general. Being a PoC ain’t a walk in the park by itself, but add being a woman in a patriarchal society? Nahhh. I can’t imagine how hard it must be for women of color. AND THEN people have the nerve to call em out on being hard and growing a thick skin, telling them to smile and be happy n’ shit. Fuck outta here. Women that face all that bull and STILL manage to come out on top amaze me.
These thoughts inspired this piece. A black Wonder Woman.
That is really beautiful.
When my room mate’s out, it’s the perfect time to steal the Jason Todd plushie I made her and take selfies with it…
The actual point of this was to showcase my red hair with my green Steve-from-Blue’s-Clues-sweater, because I hardly ever wear bright colors, but Jason makes a nice addition.
Hey man don’t touch my shit
I do it on this one
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