1. “Honestly, one reason to get hitched at some point in life is so that someone can actually be there when you’re sick. This blows.”
The thing about black history is that the truth is so much more complex than anything you could make up.
As you get a grip on adulthood, or at least as you try to, you will realize more and more, the importance of making good friends.
7. You have inside jokes between you and your friend’s parents that not even your friend is privy to.
You are suffocating yourself in your expectations of perfection.
Alone, lonely, faceless strangers in the midst of a crowd.
I loved you honestly and beautifully and sacrificially and painfully; I loved you till all I did was hurt.
“Loving you was like going to war; I never came back the same.”
And hopefully adulthood feels like never ever losing that little child inside you that still believes in miracles, in loving fearlessly, and in beautiful tomorrows. Who knew? Sometimes adulthood feels wonderful.
My question to you is a plain one: Do you think after reading the feedback, what you wrote was wrong in the sense that it took one experience with one person from one culture and made a generalization about an entire culture based on that?