I wanna mack and be macked on. Is that too much to ask for?
January 2012
17 posts
“You know what I really want? I want to know, what did my mother smell like? For all my life I just don’t know anything, not even the little common little things, like what color she like? Did she like to dance? Did she breastfeed me? Lord, I’d like to know what. But nobody ever say nothing.”
— Deborah Lacks, The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks (via femmenoire)
