May 2011
Relationship Status
( ) Single
( ) In a Relationship
( ) Married
( ) Engaged
( ) Divorced
(X) Waiting for a miracle
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Twin girls, Brielle and Kyrie, were born 12 weeks ahead of their due date. Needing intensive care, they were placed in separate incubators.
Kyrie began to gain weight and her health stabilized. But Brielle, born only 2 lbs, had trouble breathing, heart problems and other complications. She was not expected to live.Their nurse did everything she could to make Brielle’s health better, but nothing she did was helping her. With nothing else to do, their nurse went against hospital policy and decided to place both babies in the same incubator.
She left the twin girls to sleep and when when she returned she found a sight she could not believe. She called all the nurses and doctors and this is what they saw (refer to the picture above).
As Brielle got closer to her sister, Kyrie put her small little arm around her, as if to hug and support her sister. From that moment on, Brielle’s breathing and heart rate stabilized and her health became normal.
From then on, they decided to keep both babies together, because when they were together they kept each other alive.
Math Exam.
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: Pursuing your many ambitions is one of the most rewarding and humbling... →
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Pursuing your many ambitions is one of the most rewarding and humbling journeys you’ll ever experience. It’s full of ups and down, success and failures. It’ll take you on a wide range of emotion and feelings; you’ll encounter the depths of near-depression and the temporary feeling of walking on…
I’ve been really distant lately to those closest to me. Other than my family, I can’t bring myself to text, call or even think about half the people that surround me. I’ve found that I’m quite broken. Not in the “omg he broke my heart, poor me” kinda way. But in the “wow. I really needa get my life together” kinda way. Fact is that I’m financially independent, I have my own apartment, a job, and I go to college, but I spend more time being there for those around me trying to solve their problems, than solving my own. I’m not perfect. Nor do I wish to be. But I do need to be more focused on me. I’ve spent so much time pushing other people in front of me, that I didn’t realize I stopped caring for myself. I’ve been trying to fix this by fixing my relationship with God, but I’m noticing that I can’t ask God to fix me if I’m not meeting Him halfway and trying to fix myself too. So idk..I’m ranting. But I’m failing too much at life right now to be worried about other people. And yeah I’ve had a lot of success, but I’m not where i’d like to be. I’m afraid I’ll call or text someone and hear about all their struggles, issues, an complaints & I’ll transition straight into “captain save a hoe” & totally dismiss my efforts to solve my own problems. And so because of that, I need a little me time. I just hope no one takes it too personally.
When you hear that 1 sad song that summarizes everything your going through
the gif lmao
When someone you hate bumps into you
“You wanna die bitch?”
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“More than that, we rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has been given to us.”
—Romans 5:3-5 (via uhleecuh)
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BEAUTY FADES
I take my face out of my pictures because there are too many thirsty females who don’t deserve to gaze upon me if all they do is make silly juvenile lustful comments. You wont find happiness in a pretty face, because beauty fades. Kudos to pretty boys but a round of applause to talented young men.
The 7 Layers of Division in Black America →
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There’s a great wish in the African American community for a wonderful utopia known as UNITY. The word brings about images of 70′s era movies where everyone picks their blow-out Afros, slaps high-fives and echoes “Right on!” in unison.
This reality was lived out by our parents but now the word has become pure fantasy. A fellow AA writer and myself discussed this unity thing and came up with 7 layers of division that keeps black unity a myth. This list may not be exclusive to blacks but it plagues us and keeps us separated in a major way.
The 7 Layers of Division in Black America:
Layer 1 – Bourgie vs. Ghetto
Middle/upper class vs. lower class for those confused by the derogatory terms. These two classes of people don’t necessarily hate one another but cannot coexist due to different outlooks and prejudice towards one another. So how would you go about unifying them?Layer 2 – American vs. Immigrant
African Americans’ “us versus them” mentality, the effort to stay “the most screwed over minority” and the immigrants who segregate themselves so as not to be confused with native-born blacks is an old and hard issue that will not go away easily.Layer 3 – Church vs. Cynics
Many of us grew up in the black church only to leave and become cynical. I won’t get into the reasoning for this (there’s a full article on it for those who need clarification). The cynics will never agree with those who quote scripture because they do not respect their stance on anything.Layer 4 – Racially Scarred vs. Racially Ambiguous
When you grew up being called a nigger and being denied based on your color it is a different world than growing up where everyone is cordial and the “n-word” is something you hear about versus actually hearing it. One says “Don’t trust them” and the other says “Get over it!” Each thinks the other is hopeless.Layer 5 – Light vs. Dark
Every culture of color has had this issue it seems. The light is right attitude of our ancestors has left a nasty and bitter taste in some of our mouths but sadly many black people still follow it.Layer 6 – Huey vs. Uncle Ruckus
Uncle Ruckus hates his blackness and hates everything to do with it. Huey loves the skin he’s in and cannot fathom how a black man could hate himself. Like their namesakes from Aaron McGruder’s “Boondocks” there are many who cannot see eye to eye when it comes to blackness.Layer 7 – Men vs. Women
Many of us are in great relationships with black men/women but sadly enough, we don’t talk about that them as much as we talk about the jerks (guilty) from our past. Men are stereotyped as uneducated jailbirds and women as bitchy co-eds, the Cosby dynamic being laughably inaccurate.So will black people ever “unify” and appear as together as our fellow minorities? I don’t think so and after seeing the 7 layers that we would have to overcome, you can understand why.
