Once again, whiteness is saying “stay in your station, colored folk… You aren’t supposed to be in the spotlight.” They did it to Tara, Mercedes, Martha, Bonnie, and now they are doing it to the hypothetical addition of a black man to the spotlight.
Whiteness is having a fit, thrashing and writhing about as its influence is being destroyed. I love every moment of it.
Really? Who? Is it Idris Elba again? Tell me it’s Idris Elba. I so love him.
No, they are looking at Chiwetel, which is a wonderful choice as well…
everything else was ignored for the idea of CHIWETEL as Doctor . YEAAAAAAAAAAHHHH
Previously, Paterson Joseph was looked at as well, which would also be a good choice, imo… But to see Chiwetel??? I would tune in every day. And I would want the companion to be a person of color as well.
I got greedy and thought of Dev Patel as the companion
I love all of these choices, and goddamnit I WOULD TUNE IN EVERY DAY.
I’d like a POC Doctor. Personally, an up-and-coming actor though. That’s what I would like to see.
ATTN: “You look great! Have you lost weight?” is not a compliment. I know it has been the go-to praise-route towards many women since the inception of puberty, but I’d like to put an end to it. Why do I hear this like a broken record every holiday?
You look great! How are your new jobs going?
You look great! How is your blog doing?
You look great! Things seem to be going really well for you lately.
You look great! You’ve been smiling all weekend.
You look great! I love your dress/hair/shoes/demeanor.
You look great! You seem really happy.
You look great! (Period).
I don’t know who started the rumor that “Have you lost weight?” is just about the goddamn nicest thing you can say to a (fat) woman. Let me assure you: it’s not. I haven’t done anything right or wrong or good or bad for appearing to weigh less than the last time you saw me. Don’t congratulate me.
Use your head. Or, at the very least, be more creative with your compliments.
so this is why I got all depressive on Christmas… yeah.
And I want to open my heart. Not just to that special someone, but to everyone. I closed it off because I was hurt this year, but I am recovering. I want to be able to care for those who are close to me.
And forgiveness. Sorry to those who I have been mean to and offended. This wasn’t my year. Not at all.
New Year's Challenge #4: Write a letter to a person you grew apart from this year
Dear Kathy Baran,
I understand. We drifted apart a long time ago. We stop hanging out and meeting for coffee a long time ago. Our lives have changed. You changed, but you still stayed the same in some ways. That night I met with you and Amy, you seemed different, but still the same. Everything was about high school. I couldn’t even interject because I didn’t want to talk smack about people I didn’t even see anymore.
Life has changed you. Maybe for the better, maybe for the worst. Yet, you changed. I changed. And I am better for changing though. I feel like you want to relive your glory days. And it’s okay. Just don’t make others relive them with you as well. Be humble now. That’s what will help you mature. Not the facts you spout from your mouth, but the way you interact with others.
I hope that you come across this one day. And just question what kept us away.
I wanted my birthday to be just about me. I want one goddamn day for me. I’ve never understood until I thought about the past few months.
Fuck the holidays. I have to share the notion of being together AND the celebration of my birth? AWESOME!
I didn’t have those typical birthdays. I didn’t even get my fucking movie and chinese at my place for my birthday this year because I decided to be a good friend and not have the day about me. Fuck. This. Shit.
Call me selfish. But I really just wanted to have a day to myself where I can be with people I care about, not having to destroy my credit and what not.
Fuckity fuck fuck.
I just want to sleep. It just lets me get away from people.
Let me go to sleep and get the next two weeks away from me.
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