Good With My Tongue – Day 241, Never Give Up On My Dreamz

Multilingual,Yet there's something about American soil that strips you of everything that makes you colorful.What started out as spanish became spanglish,Then english I was verbally trained to use as a weapon towards freedom I've never had before."Callate la boca!"Mom would yell at me for having any thought of my own.It wasn't until I understood what... Continue Reading →

Nothing, Yet. – Day 238, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz

Several days,No response.Yet,They still post,Anyway.No body language indicating whether or not you scared them away.God-forbid you write back,"Hey,Is everything okay?"Or else,You'll be labeled 'too cingy',Too convincingly,After being hooked into a lie too exhausting to face,Over,And,Over again.Connections being possible for a man others write off as a reason to laugh at His expense...Nonerheless,God gave me enough... Continue Reading →

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