Lmfao...whats the name? I have to see this.
Lmfao...whats the name? I have to see this.
I did not know him personally but many on my TL did. I read his story then found myself on his page. What a tremendous loss this is. He was truly an amazing man.
When I first saw the video I said “well this will go viral...and people will say it’s remarkable and the start of the mythical conversation we call need to have.” Just call me Miss Cleo.
I went through my little brothers phone and the amount of texts/videos/apps etc that these kids share DAILY is simply unreal. Poor child.
Let’s go for a sixth! Or drinks...you’re so likable.
I’m not about to play with you! I literally hollered.
“layaway scholarship plan....”any ideas for the name? I think it should be called the Get you Black ass up and catch that ball layaway scholarship fund.
Lol!
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Man...type this up and print it on a Billboard. Add in being all three of those plus have the NERVE to be full of happiness and joy. People don’t get it, “how dare you be all these “undesirable” things and still thrive...nah, let me insult you and bring you down to where I think you need to be.” SMH
Great! Have a shitty day! Hopefully get hit by a van...a Black van for bonus points!
All I can say is WOW. That’s far to vivid a memory to be easily written off as a lie...and the fact that he says her memories are “different” than his...made me sick to my stomach. SO basically, these men get into positions of power and can’t fathom the idea of being told “no” so these situations never seem like an…
L M F A O...fuck all the way off. What do trolls do for a living? How do y’all have so much free time to lounge around and bother people all day? Entertain me.
The thing that pisses me off is that they still feel entitled to judge or hurl insults from the SIDELINE like bitch I’m out here running for my life, trying to do better while you sit and watch. Fuck you dude, what more do you want from meeeeee? **Tyrese voice***
Seeee...you’re so much better than me...cause I would have had time that day. TIme to stop and smack a mafucka upside the head. I salute you, I tried to become an avid runner about 2 years ago and I LOVED it but man it was so rough on my (already shitty) knees.
This is Us kills it every SINGLE time. Had me all nostalgic crying thug tears about the day I signed my papers to commit to my HBCU. Coming from a small town, where people acted like smart Black folks were unicorns, my first trip around campus felt like setting foot in Africa. I knew I was home!
Wow! Great insight. Honestly (embarrassingly) this is the reason why I’ve never owned a dog and am apprehensive about fostering. Letting someone go that I’ve love, nurtured etc is just NOT one of my strong suits.
Pictures like this make me wonder...what does someone have on you to make you agree to playin’ yourself like this. Cause ain’t no way I’m getting pimped out like this for no reason.
The presentation of that plate is amazing so I can only imagine and be envious of how it actually tastes. Whoever decided that sittin’ all that deliciousness atop of a friend green mater deserves a Nobel Peace Prize.
If I ever develop a seafood allergy I’ll literally still eat that shit and have my epi pen in hand...lol.