Me, shooting smut in the back of a speeding van with two white girls--bald cunts, panties around their ankles--is a game of "Pin the Felony on the Negro" waiting to happen.

Bragging about winning porn awards is like showing mommy what you did in the toilet.

I’ve looked at so
much porn that
every woman I meet
looks vaguely
familiar

Race doesn't really exist for you because it has never been a barrier. Black folks don't have that choice.

It's hard to imagine hate that I am facing from allover the world yet I am not alone with mistakes.

It's not the fact that some people disagree with the protests. That is as much a right as the protests themselves. It is the hateful, profane, condescending way some have expressed their discontent that baffles me. How do you criticize actions you've deemed disrespectful and divisive and an affront to civilized behavior with rhetoric to the same end? That's like the devil judging the Grim Reaper for harvesting souls.