I’m one of those people that if I feel like I need a pick-me-up, I put on something slutty. A couple white guys in my writing class pissed me off, so I showed up to class wearing a bikini top and jeans the next day. Feeling sexy while being unbelievably sexy is not only a job, but a lifestyle. And nothing turns me on more than taking up space and making white people regret their racism and whorephobia.

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