july 6, 2012
it’s amazing what makes us fight. i mean it. just a few days ago, i pulled the plug on being on life support. the kind of life support that kills. it kills dreams. it kills energy. it kills everything in a 10 mile radius in fact. it makes vegetables of even the strongest and bravest…
i rolled my eyes and stumped my feet…still wore a behind whipping like never before.
houston, we have a problem…
my black hand side isn’t so black. how do we reconcile that?
today, i’m going to do something intrinsically black…call someone “bruh”.