i realized that no one, not even my mother or closest friends knows what i’m actually like in the inside of my head, and the only person who actually knows who i am is me
jourdin pauline lost her sister to male violence and decided to lie about SA and abuse…. her family gotta stone her. imagine how triggering that is for them.
it’s crazy the things we don’t even realize we don’t have because of racism, i never even thought about the fact i never saw a black fetus illustrated & now that i’m seeing it, my mind is really blown that i never saw one before now
if i genuinely fw a bitch, her name never coming up in an arguement i'm having regarding another bitch. i ain't never been mad enough to diss bitches i fw.