This is one of maybe 2-3 times I’ve seen my dad still alive in something besides pictures in almost 25 years. There’s not even words to say. This party was basically on todays date in 1991 when he was 18. I sure do miss him.
My toxic trait is telling myself that I’m not gonna let all the people I thought were my friends in the past get to me and I’m just gonna cut them off but having their numbers memorized and still hollering when I have free time to get left on read as usual.
Of all the years I’ve been alive, all the years I went to school, all the years at different jobs, all the places I’ve been in different states. The only group of people who have ever looked at me or treated me differently, wrongly, or anything badly are white people.
I know I’m just 1 out of millions and millions but that’s just my personal experience. Some people need to get a grip when it only comes to seeing colors. Everybody always says that they will lie, cheat, steal, kill, and die for their children or family and do whatever it takes