katybeekingzzz

[katybeekingzzz]

i really need to fing groups of non-white fandom creators to pitch my idea of an AO3-like archive focused on Black and brown characterrs, or at least just ran by Black and Brown people who will do something against racist harassment, etc.

i'm probably not the first people who's thought about this but i feel like it's possible if a large enough group gets together for this.

We'd need people good at healthy, no-bullshit community building headingg a project like that for sure.

Keeping a focus on anti-censorship but also not tolerating racist abuse and genocide denial by members and that allows tagging of fics containing those things by the staff if they to contain that shit and it wasn't tagged by the creator for a reason or another like the creator's unchecked bias, etc.

i'm gonna tag you @sleepynegress @jhenne-bean cause i feel like you know your shit and fandom in general and might be able to point me in the right direction if this already exists, or idk, validate that it's not a dumbass idea, or tell me if it's a dumbass idea. I'll take either

I know as a white motherfucker i should be like taking my time to try and educate other white people instead of coming up with ideas like this but i do not have the patience for that and I just end up cussing people out and unless you wanna see an endless stream of posts of me calling folks' mamas hoes i'm pretty useless on that front

[katybeekingzzz]

Here’s the thing, I should have let go of things as soon as the clock struck midnight on January 1, 2020. I should have forgave everyone and apologized to everyone I wronged. I was supposed to. I wanted to. I needed to. I tried to. I shouldn’t have brought the baggage of 2019 with me into 2020. I shouldn’t have brought the baggage of the past decade to this decade. My goal for the year was to start my own blog, which I did begin on Instagram, but I’m not sure of what to put on it. I had a rant on there but the rant isn’t me. It’s my opinions boasted, offensive to a lot of people but the truth to people like me. I don’t know exactly what I should do or say. So, I’m starting over, deleting everything on it and maybe trying again. This time, hopefully it will be my true feelings and passion. I want it to be a place for people to vent, get help from others, talk to me and whoever, have little debates over simple topics, and not deal with being discriminated. Honestly, I want it to be a black girl’s (me) paradise to voice what she wants without being judged.

A flower is a delicate thing that holds beauty, it can be poisonous and deadly, unique and different, and can fend for itself when needed. It also gives the next generation new characteristics to help fend itself from the world. When your head is in the clouds, you think freely about anything and everything. There’s no limitation, there’s no one saying your thoughts are wrong, there’s complete freedom. To me, black people are the natural and free spirited beings. We create things to improve ourselves, everyone is fascinated with us, and we change our ways to help better the new generation.

I want this blog to be my little haven. I want this blog to be everything I needed but couldn’t get. Advice from people to hell me grows in life. I want something new. This blog is my 2020 goal, something I’ve been wanting to do for a while but never had the chance. Please support me in my journey.

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