The act of courting has gone digital. Slowly but surely four-page letters and love notes are replaced by emails, sexting, sending disappearing pictures on various apps.
When you think about violence against women, what do you think? Instantly we go to an image of a man physically beating a woman.
You’ve been hanging around for 8 years now. Don’t you have somewhere to be…?
Women’s magazines throw so many messages at you: one article will tell you to love yourself whilst three others tell you how to get a summer body, clear skin, and a vagina that just won’t quit.
In 2017, 68 years, 24.811 days, and 595.482 hours of footage were uploaded onto Pornhub. You’d assume that there’ll be something for everyone.
Getting a date as a queer woman in Africa is hard enough – and it gets even harder when you have to come out at every possible corner.
How do you have sex? Who’s the man and the woman in the relationship? When did you figure out you were gay?
What’s BDSM? Being tied up in a dungeon somewhere, getting your buttocks beaten whilst a person in a leather catsuit screams obscenities at you?
Rihanna may have found love in a hopeless place, but would that have been different if she was queer in Africa?
I just heard about how an IUD (intrauterine device) was poking someone’s womb. My first reaction was to clutch my midriff; the second was to think ‘this can’t be real.’