femmetleman.

I’m sitting in the back of a Lyft on my way to work.  Don’t get me wrong, I did TRY and take the train this morning but I missed the A by merely 3 seconds and after waiting for 10 minutes, realize that it would just make sense to take a car service.

Had I taken it directly from my home it could have been deemed a safe ride (AKA : free)  

GT was a place that I used to enjoy heading to filled with people I enjoyed seeing.  Now I feel that there is this dark cloud hanging over it.  It makes me sick to my stomach that everyone on set knows about MC and the photo.  One girl (the girl who brought me into the tangled web) isn’t even speaking to me anymore after saying that she will continuously have my back.  Energies have shifted and people are on edge.  I do want to know if my name was the only one that was told.  Was B’s name involved?  How did my name come up after asking time and time and time again to have my name withheld?  Everyone around me is hot about this situation and I can’t blame them but the cat’s out of the bag (or in this case, the dog’s out of the bun) and now everyone is looking at me like I’m a victim, someone to protect.

There’s a specific reason black people stick together; example: when a sexual harassment allegation comes to a head, the white girls run free only because the black girl has the hard evidence.  She’s now left to defend a group of people she has no business defending.

People left and right are asking why she isn’t standing up for the female race.