You better strap yourself in for this one cause it’s a wild ride.
Am I a “different” black person, because I am a lawyer, educated, and young? Or does he in fact hold me in the same racist contempt, explaining any perceived shortcomings, and misunderstandings through my race, my skin color? Does he complain to his wife that his pro bono attorney is black?
Early on we’re lulled into a sense of false security. The idea is presented that if you work hard, achieve well academically, and show determination, you will of course find yourself in a good job.
“There were notes about me. What hours/days I worked, notes about my cats, and updated notes that they were no longer there and the date, my fucking credit card number!”
Organize your bookshelves by color. All color-coded errythang.
Do fans have a right to know the status of a relationship? Is it right for them to demand insight and understanding if they are the same people supporting a couple and helping them to make money by watching their monetized videos, increasing their popularity, and essentially fuelling their ability to have the lifestyles they so actively promote?
“When I got older, I realized the world wouldn’t wait for me. That I didn’t just have an endless amount of time to get my sh*t together. There would be no miracles and I would actually have to do something because no one was going to do it for me.”
“Anyway, it turns out that Cassie had a boyfriend, and was worried he would leave her for cheating. So, to calm her down, Kaitlynn decided to say she was raped by me.”
Love doesn’t have to last for ever, but it can still be love. Yes, my boyfriend was the love of my life, however, only for a moment in time.
Sometimes it feels like Aries spend their entire life waiting for the zombie apocalypse to happen, just so they can finally do something interesting for once.