​A race of people
Celebrated in one month
Years of pain and suffering
And only one month
Not even a full month
28 days
Doesn’t suffice to the cruelty endured
 
A race of people
Not respected nor humanized
Accused and ridiculed
Hated for just being black
Culture robbed
From the hair, to the music, to the body types
STOP TRYING TO BE LIKE US
Constantly disrespected by the fake impersonations
 
No justice for a race of people
Who won’t ever give up
Fight every day for the equality we deserve
Recognition and praise
For the accomplishments that we deserve
Race of hardworking people
The fight is always with us
 
28 days
For hundreds of years of pain
Doesn’t amount
Never will
No respect for my race of people
Stereotypes be gone
Forging our own path
A better path
 
28 days
For a race of people
Is a joke
A pour excuse for an apology
We take the 28 days
But EVERYDAY we celebrate our Melanin
  

Don't you just love love? Blah. I'm an old school romantic, but I have never been in love. I have never gone on a date, and have never been in a relationship. At 22 years old, I haven't been fortunate enough to meet anyone worthy of any of those things. So to answer your lingering question, YES, I am still a virgin. And if you didn't want to know? Oh the hell well because now you do. 

With Valentines day approaching, everyone is in this lovely dove mood, and I'm sitting here like yes I will be working. This may sound bitter, but I don't think I will ever care for the holiday, relationship or not. I feel like everyday should be cherished, and spontaneous shows of expression are way more meaningful than a holiday that says its custom to give chocolates and followers. Maybe I am bitter, lol, and once I get into a relationship I'll change my mind. Who really knows. 

I don't date for many reasons. My friends say because I don't put myself out there. I would say it is because I am shy. It has taken me a long time to learn to love myself, and learn my worth. However, we live in a society that uplifts and praises the skinnier women. It sometimes makes me second guess who would even like me in the first place. As much as I love my friends I sometimes don't even like to because when standing next to them who would even look at me? It doesn't help that the only guys I meet want to sleep with me instead of learning my name.  Like a said, I am an old fashion romantic. I want someone to take me out on dates, just to see where things would go. I once thought that valentines day was the holiday where were supposed to remember chivalry isn't supposed to be dead. 

Moral of the post is be happy. Love who you love. Never forget to love yourself, and don't let a holiday be the only day you are cherished or you cherish someone else. Let Valentines day bring you back to before Netflix and chill and smoke sessions. Don't let society dictate how you live your life. 

HAPPY BLACK HISTORY MONTH!

I'm going to start off strong by saying the disrespect of others is pure ignorance. It annoys the hell out of me, but it's the world we live in right? It's what we have to tolerate on a daily right? WRONG! We as people tolerate what we choose to. Periodt. 

Hello readers (if I even have any lol). This blog post is about the horrible conditions that people of color have to still deal with in 2019. I always try to see two sides to situations, but it is very hard to do when discrimination is happening so close to home. It has taken me longer to write this post because I had to find the right words to express what was running through my mind. 

If you're from Boston, then you heard about the white women who went missing last month and was found just shortly after. From what I heard of the situation there was a man hunt, helicopters, news broadcast ALL weekend in the efforts to find that woman. Last I checked there are missing black kids all over the city. Last I knew there wasn't man hunts going on for those kids, and the only reason I know that is because their faces showed up on the news once and has been since forgotten about. Maria Fernandez, 13, went missing January 11th 2019, and not found until January 23rd 2019. It took the police 7 days to make the public aware, and another 6 days to locate the young black girl. However, Olivia Ambrose goes missing from a bar one night and it makes national news. I do not understand. I am glad both are home safe, but clearly there is something really wrong with this situation. 

The Black Lives Matter Movement was started in my opinion to in effort to bring attention to the disadvantages of people of color. For hundreds of years, we haven't gotten the respect we as human beings deserve. You see melanin growing all over the world, but each person has fought for whatever place they are in right now. We see people of color business owners, people of color in government, or people of color in the lime light not by accident, but by the grace of their will. They fought for what they have because they came from nothing (not all but most). Yet, people of color still get targeted by police, government, and peers. Men, women, and children are dying for the ignorant mindsets of people who are afraid to grow. Almost every paper I wrote in college had to do with someone of color, because as I sat in those classes of all white students, I had to remind myself where I came from and what world I was living in. I had to inform my white professor and classmates of the behavior of their people and sometimes of themselves. As a person of color, you have to take a stand any where you can. 

​In 2019, it is sad to say that we still struggle. I am not saying it is all the fault of the colonizers, because we as people of color disrespect ourselves and out culture. It is horrible, and a habit that should have since be forgotten. However, due to the circumstances handed down by generations, some people cannot help the hand they were dealt. Just like colonizers say they can not help but to be racist and discriminatory we cannot help who we are either. 

Learn your history. Understand the past. Be better and do better. Happy Black History Month!