09 1 / 2014

"He smiled and hug me to him. [He] asked me if I wanted to go back to his apartment. I whispered yes and kissed him softly on the ear. I wanted him to fuck me. This thought surprised me, then made itself at home. I wanted him to bury himself inside me and rock-and-roll me and jazz me and moan and turn me blue and aquamarine and sink and sink and light me up from the inside. I wanted to turn him out, ruin him, make him forget all the women he ever knew before me."

Youngblood, Shay. Black Girl in Paris. 2000.

pg.162

07 10 / 2011

"If you do not breathe through writing, if you do not cry out in writing, or sing in writing, then don’t write, because our culture has no use for it."

29 9 / 2011

"'D'you know what happens when you hurt people?' Ammu said. 'When you hurt people, they begin to love you less. That's what careless words do. They make people love you a little less.'"

from The God of Small Things by Arundhati Roy (pg 107)

19 8 / 2011

"I do not like to write. I like to have written."

Gloria Steinem (via carolinegarrod)

(via womanwholovestruth)