Why am I on a BLACK hair website, reading comments from WHITE people,who are complaining about BLACK hair products (designed for BLACK hair) that don’t work on their WHITE hair?
we can’t have nothing. ever
Take a peek at some shit I found interesting.
"Nothing haunts us like the things we don’t say."
I have managed to come this far. One class away from graduating and my drive, my fucking determination is at a negative. I’m sitting here like did I go to college just to prove something? Cause forreal the shit isn’t for me. It took my ass 15,000 dollars in debt to figure that out. Just one more class. Finish strong. That’s all they keep saying and usually the voice in my head would chime in by now but that shit went AWOL on me. I can’t finish strong in something I really don’t give a fuck about completing anymore. My heart isn’t in sitting in front of these narcissists who are trying to mold me into becoming replicas of them. I’m tired of making them rich and not learning shit I desire to know. All this shit for a piece of paper. A piece of fucking paper. Something should have clicked a long time ago. But I was so caught up in the American Dream that I was willing to waste all this time of my youth reading books that don’t even inspire me and learning about dead white men who hated my kind. I should have been finding myself instead of stressing out over a final designed for me to fail. I want to write. I want to direct. I want to create. In college I have done very little of those three. So what the fuck was I thinking?
"Apparently orgasm is the only point where your mind becomes completely empty, you think of nothing for that second. That’s why it’s so compelling, it’s a tiny taste of death. Your mind is void, you have nothing in your head save white light."