People: let them out
People: it's not good to hold it all in
Me: *expresses feelings*
People: whoa calm down
People: quit exaggerating
People: get over it
When you’re struggling to parallel park, your girl is in the passenger seat wondering what her ex is doing.
college is thousands of dollars but pizza is only like ten so what is the obvious choice here
The amount of stress I have will guarantee I have heart disease by 22.
I haven’t been to Haiti in almost a decade. Still, I remember most of my visits as if they were yesterday. I’d love to go. I want to go. I need to!
The only thing stopping me is my own mother. Her fear for my safety is preventing me from seeing our family, eating our [authentic] native food, and giving back what I feel I owe.
White people go for mission work for God’s sake (no racist, though)! And I’ve done nothing. Nothing. I feel like I can’t even say I’m Haitian anymore… Only Lowkey.