when i see Black ppl in public w/bonnets or durags on i literally don’t think anything of it. i don’t think anything of it because i’m not a dicksucking weirdo who can’t mind they own business.
Aye wrap this bonnet and Durag shit up man. No one can find a job, rent through the roof, gas high as fuck, and yall kids are dumb as hell. Bigger issues at hand!
lead tampon in me while i eat my listeria meat & cyclospora riddle veggies and wash it all down with microplastic water. afterwards, i inhale wildfire smoke and listen to the serene sounds of the data center built across the street. there’s a flock cam too recording it all
I don’t like Aniya. Like whatsoever.
She embodies a woman that never sees anything wrong w/ her actions, she lacks accountability, she is emotionally manipulative, she has zero problem solving skills, she’s emotional immature, she’s condescending, she has no listening skills
I’m so proud of Sol for not crying, telling sincere about himself multiple times and walking out with her head held high looking good. She’s WAY too good for that cliquey ass villa full of birds and bird enablers
if he explores with Sol he was never feeling her
if he doesn’t explore he’s playing it safe
if he complains about the lack of affection he’s a horndog
if he remains silent then he’s confusing Aniya
he genuinely can’t win man
They shooting the messenger, but she ain’t wrong. Dating and sex were heavily demonized in a lot of our homes. We were told to stay away from boys and focus on school. The problem is that relationships are a skill set too and many Black women were prepared for careers but left to figure out dating, boundaries, and healthy partnership on our own.