No Country For Mixed Girls

I used to stubbornly answer “Washington D.C.” because that’s where I was born, or “California” because that’s where I grew up from. But those answers would always provoke “No! Where are you really from?”

Why Growing Up In Miami Sucks

Lately I’ve noticed how much this city has affected me. How I instantly see the bad in people and judge them, how untrustworthy I am of other people no matter what they do or say to try to prove me wrong.

Women Are Just As Fixated On Breasts As Men Are

Society’s constant fixation on nothing more than two knobs of fat has resulted in an industry purely targeted at the augmentation of said lumps of lard, numerous discussions on the struggles of large and slightly less large breasts, and the appeal or lack thereof of mosquito bites.