#themsthebreaks

Guess whos making a au do da do da. Its me... I am... It will have a fanfic... Most importantly! It’s and au based around the Dadcare AU! So baby geggy is getting a magic dad! More to come on this. and these designs might change. We even have some cameos! All of this was inspired by dadcare, Bloo-Dragon and a few more! This is also a asker thingy... so yeee...Enough of my talking. 

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Hey guys. So, he won. I know we thought it was fucking impossible but, here we are. Emperor Trump will be sworn in in January and thems the breaks.  

I know how some of you must feel this morning. Defeated. Irrational. Unheard. Disrespected. I know how you feel because this ain’t my first rodeo. I’ve spent 29 years in a country that doesn’t agree with my humanity. I am a young, black, woman living in a country that has NEVER been governed with me in mind. I deal with damn near every ‘ism’ (racism, sexism, classism, etc) on a daily basis and I’m still here. I’m still cute. I still crack jokes everyday. I still help my daughter with her homework. I still write stories. I still listen to music and go to concerts. I still fuck (though not currently cuz I’m single AF…le sigh) What I’m saying is…I still live. 

And so will you. For some of you (on all sides), this may be the first time you’ve felt this type of rejection. This may be the first time you’ve had friends who don’t care to understand you. This may be the first time you’ve had family make you feel like a stranger. This may be the first time you’ve felt like an outsider in a country you once felt was home. And I empathize because I live it everyday.

But guess the fuck what!? I still thrive. I still make money. I still have a roof over my head. I still have goals. I still have dreams. I still have fun. I still have hope. I still eat good. I still love hard. 

I know you feel like the sky is falling but hear me out, the sky is a perspective. And it changes depending on who’s looking at it. When I look at the sky I see endless possibilities. I see my daughter graduating college. I see my face on the side of a bus for my first book tour. I see my brother opening his own dance studio. I see my best friend becoming the biggest musical influence of our generation. I see whatever the fuck I wanna see! Because it’s my fucking sky! I own my life. 

And so do all of you. So what do you choose to see when you look at your sky? Do you see a yuuuugggeee orange face peering from behind the clouds forcing you to not be shit!? Are you that big of a pussy that you’re going to allow any damn body to tell you how the fuck YOUR life is gonna go? Fuck that! DO YOU BOO BOO! Go paint or sing or run a marathon. Play with your kids or finish that business plan you’ve been dilly dallying with the last few years. If you’re really that mad, go start on your campaign for 2020 and be ready to give us THE ANSWERS! Go fall in love or break up with that nigga who’s been cheating on you for the past nine years. DO YOU! 

Because that’s really what counts. What you do with the life you’ve been given is the only vote that matters. I know, it’s hard especially for all my woke, white friends but go find y’all black friends today and laugh at their jokes. Cuz trust and believe we crackin jokes all day! One asshole don’t stop no show. Never has (see: 8 years of Bush) and never will.