1. to never judge another based upon what she does with her vagina (sex or otherwise).
2. to always let help during a bathroom crisis (tampon? bobby pin? I got you).
3. to not immediately view every woman as competition.
I may still judge you because your outfit is fucked (I never said I was a saint), but this is my solemn vow.
My blackness isn’t determined by how I talk, how I carry myself. Not even the music I listen too. If that was the case a lot of white people would be black. Blackness is not an outfit we put on. I was born this way. This was a gift. a non refundable gift. Others wish they were given the privilege of waking up with rich history and culture running through their veins. I didn’t choose to be black but I’m damn sure being black chose me.