Oh you through ep one was a ride? TUH! Lmk when you make it to the end of two. 😏
Oh you through ep one was a ride? TUH! Lmk when you make it to the end of two. 😏
It’s my fav episode of the season. So far, it’s most comprehensive view of life outside of the bunker. It was very well done.
And hurry up about it!
And he don’t care bout telling them, chile. Real bold faced like.
Girl…BYE!!!
@lizziewill.blacksky.app this is one I’d swear by!
Oh my God!!! Season two of #Paradise is so fucking good! 😩😩😩
It’s def gonna happen soon for me! It’s way past time!
Log off.
A bad bitch AND a money bitch.
I gotta get outta the south.
Lol. I’m just leaning into the rumors that production ain’t happy with the current cast. I think Whoopi is slipping a bit as moderator, Joy’s finger isn’t on the culture pulse so her jokes don’t land, Sunny just name drops, and just Ana gives sound bites. And you know we don’t like Sarah!
Lowkey… I could see Sheryl replacing Whoopi as moderator if they wanted to keep a POC and comedian in that seat. Keep Hasselbeck, get rid of Hayes + Alyssa, replace Joy w/ someone like Fortune Feimster, alternate btwn Sunny and Ana in 4th seat, and keep fresh faces rotating through for the fifth.
She even got her “I’m a real Republican”/“I Dream of Jeanie” High Pony for the people chile.
Maybe she’s one of those economic conservatives and social liberals? Hell, IDK. But I’m confused.
But why come I didn’t know she was/is a lifelong republican!?!?
And I want him to keep on doing it. Lmao.
Lord! Not my credibility is on the line. 😩
Yeah, I pressed play on a whim. I think the first two eps were very well done. And it’s a solid cast. Worth a try imho! Lmk what you think if you give it a chance.
Def not a drunk watch! Lol.
Def worth a try!
Yup. And it means exactly that. It’s on HBO. First eps were stellar imho.
DTF St. Louis is wild… 😳
And sometimes it is about the bed. I’m not calling for sexual purity. I’m just wondering if we can make more room for tenderness as well. Because intimacy shouldn’t only show up when the clothes come off.
And likewise, our collective evolution is needed to truly sustain us.
(12/12)
So we ration tenderness with each other the same way it’s been rationed to us.
We settle for sex over intimacy and mirror the objectification that shaped us. We confuse need, proximity, and desire with care, and move through connections assuming they might eventually end in a bed.
(11/12)
And this work isn’t only for the space between Black women and Black gay men. Black gay men have work to do with each other, too.
Because we practice the same scarcity, the same performance, the same quiet rules about what parts of ourselves are allowed to be seen with each other.
(10/12)
Because I choose to believe the bond we share is real even if incomplete.
But I also believe the next evolution of that bond might be in not just surviving the world together, but practicing a fuller kind of care than the world ever taught us how to give.
(9/12)
Maybe the work lives in the nuance, the particularity of each bond we form.
Maybe it lies in acknowledging the inheritance we share… and choosing to divest from the parts that starve us *in every interaction*.
Not ceremoniously. Relentlessly.
Habitually!
(8/12)
But at some point the habit isn’t good enough; there’s deeper work we have to do. And I think that work is found in refusing that scarcity model we’ve inherited.
Not rationing tenderness. Not performing strength. Not assuming we already know the role we’re supposed to play for each other.
(7/12)