Call it what you will
You call is reckless and impulsive, I call is fun and spontaneous 🤷🏻♀️
A must see 👀
As someone who was born and raised in the Bronx in the 80’s, this is what I grew up in. Sometimes I think it’s why I’m so rough, anxious, untrusting and doubtful of the government in this country. I used to look at other places around the world and I used to think, how could these people be in such positions of power?!? As I got older I began to see our country’s political and judicial systems as they were, an excuse to further their agendas while minorities went under.
Sometimes I wonder if it will ever change. If we will ever feel justice served, empathy and compassion from those who enforced segregation and judgement. They don’t care about us, they never have. I don’t want to lose hope but I’ve been seeing this happen for so long and it happens for so long before I was born. I have little doubt it will end before I die. This world is messed up and I hope things change because they should. My grandmother experienced racism, my mom experienced racism and now I’ve experienced racism. They things I’ve witnessed are despicable, where is the accountability for these people inflicting pain and trauma?! Will they ever take responsibility for their actions or will we continue to live together until the next time they feel like abusing and exploiting us as a people?!? I’m so tired. So many people don’t know the truth. The information is out there.
Will it come out tomorrow?!
Days without seeing the Sun, make me so depressed. Among other things.
What you have, doesn’t make you who you are
What kind of world are we living in?!
Where the President of the United States, uses him contracting the virus during a global pandemic; as a rollout for the election!? Wtf is going on here? 👀
Great message; Dream BIG
Saw this and thought it was too dope ☺️
World Trade Center New York, N.Y.
I’m trying to go from Hardheaded to Heartheaded
Life has a way of communicating messages to you through your surroundings. Sometimes, when I’m losing site of what’s important; life has a way of showing me things that remind me of the one true driving source in life, Love ❤️
Pussy is a trap.
You’ve been warned.
City Of Dreams
As you know, I was born and raised in New York City. I’ve lived here my whole life and I sometimes question; why is NYC the place to be? People come from around the world to live here. People hope for the opportunity to one day arrive here. I don’t mean to be obnoxious but my city seems pretty regular to me. Yes, NY is full of exciting things like fashion, money, power, culture; but I’m pretty sure any major city has these same elements. Maybe it’s mediocre to me because I’ve don’t know anything else. Maybe I’m oblivious to all the great opportunities that are at my fingertips, that I choose not to take advantage of. Maybe I feel a sense of entitlement to have these opportunities because this is my home.
I say all this to say, you don’t know what you’ve got, until someone else is appreciating it. Over the years, I’ve met people from around the world and they cherish being here. They are driven, work hard, don’t complain and enjoy the opportunities that come with being a part of this city’s greatness. They help me realize what an awesome place this is. Their passion drives me, makes me want to work harder, not complain as much and take advantage of my city. I can’t control my destiny but I can guide it. Sure can!
I ❤️ NY