You know what’s creepy about Humpty Dumpty?
They never said he was an egg.
These days white people criticize any mention of racism, going so far to deem it “Reverse racism” and complain about their feelings at having to hear our experience. Meanwhile they turn a blind eye to our constant economic, political and social oppression due to white supremacy
They ignore that in this country there was a time when white people would mobilize to destroy our communities and lynch us at the very THOUGHT of us commiting a crime against them
I think about dying but I don’t want to die, not even close. In fact my problem is the complete opposite. I want to live, I want to escape. I feel trapped and bored and claustrophobic, theres so much to see and so much to do but I somehow still find myself doing nothing at all. I’m wasting every second, even now i’m writing this when I should be out there, I should be living. I’m still here in this metaphorical bubble of existence and I can’t quite figure out what the hell i’m doing or how to get out.