Category: Remember to Remember

Why I play with my cunt…

This was a poem written by an artist whose name I’ve long since lost to time, that taught me how to play with my cunt, why to play with my cunt, and pretty much everything I needed to know about being a woman. I wish I could replicate […]

Y’all Want Me To Feel Guilty

It doesn’t matter what color your skin is, your abuser is always going to find reasons why you’re telling on them is more important than their actions as an abuser. That’s just a fact. True abusers don’t want to acknowledge their actions, they don’t want to admit that […]