Growing up a black woman has taught me a lot about the world.
It’s normal for people to not work out. But it’s abnormal for people to be twisted, turned, and jerked around because someone wants to get laid. Or at least it should be.
I mean, who wants to believe that A LOT of police officers are cowards and racists? Nobody. Its unfortunate.
The whole notion of “unconditional familial love” was squashed the second it was time to get food. It was like everyone decided to behave like a Yelp Elite food critic when the time came to pick what restaurant you were going to for dinner.
Hopper’s trailer apparently cost the art department $1 to buy.
“God makes sense to us. God is the only constant in the face of trial and tribulation. God blesses our food. God is in our names. Our music. Spend just one hour in a black church and you too would believe.”
Pursue as many “Why not?” situations as you possibly can.
Call me a man hating asshole if you want, I don’t care because I know I’m not one. What I do know is I’m a feminist who believes in equality and I would never send unrequested pictures of my genitals around.
Around 10:30 I get there, music is blasting but the backroom is completely empty. The bartender asks me where my friends are at and I told them they all must be running late.
Your future isn’t planned out for you, you can take your life in the palm of your hands and head in whatever direction you want. You can make the most of your life every single day.