The older I get, the more I understand why people disappear into gardening, baking, reading, and long walks. Not because life got boring. Because peace became valuable.
It's always a better nigga. A finer nigga. A sweeter nigga. A richer nigga. A more intellectual nigga. A funnier nigga. A more attentive nigga. A kinder nigga. You can get another favorite nigga. But see ME? I'm #irreplacable#ho.
I think one of the hardest lessons is accepting that being a good person does not guarantee being treated well. There is no transaction there. You can do everything sincerely and still encounter somebody who handles sincerity carelessly.
I love tweets like this. Reminds me that throughout all the bad and negativity that’s thrown in our faces everyday that being kind still goes a long way.