Little Bear's mom. Helping Little Bear kick cancer's ass one day at a time. Kind words, inspirational thoughts & donations are welcome :-). Donations: http://www.youcaring.com/autumn-murray-390181 PayPal: Hitherelittlebear at gmail dot com
GO 👏 THE 👏 FUCK 👏 OFF. Also, the American educational system is trash. I applaud this child’s parents for giving her a voice and standing up against bias authority.
If you are Black/African American and are trying to justify what’s happening
You are a piece of shit
If you are Black/African American and cannot understand why we should ALL be angry
You are a piece of shit
If you are anonymously, cowardly being shitty in folks inbox about how we should not fight fire with fire
You are a piece of shit
If you are of the caucasoid persuasion and feel you have country to speak on black issues and why we should not be angry
You are a piece of shit and should shut the fuck up
If you are a law enforcement individual trying to state that “they were just doing their job” and justifying your “brotherhood”
You are a piece of shit and should shut the fuck up
We are tired of you (the police, the media, white america) vilifying our black men and women. Tired of you throwing rocks and hiding your fuckin hands. Tired of you starting fires and standing back to watch us burn. Tired of you fighting us and getting mad when we fight back.
I named it. And claimed it. And it was better. And 2017 has been even doper (in spite of)
2015 Closeout
I want to close this year out. Write about it. Give my thoughts on it. Talk about what I could have done differently. What I would change.
But I can’t. Because it’s so much. And it hurts like hell. And my baby girl is still going through it.
Because Fuck Cancer. Fuck chemo. Fuck nausea. Fuck it all. Fuck this thing that has decided to leave this shitty mark on her childhood.
Fuck this thing that makes parents feel helpless and hopeless. This thing that not only takes away your jobs and friends (well, actually, I’m glad the ones that showed their true selves are gone) and cars and life but more importantly the sparkle in your baby’s eye.
So fuck 2015. Eat a dick.
Excuse my language. Please. I’m serious. I’m trying to do better and stop cursing. But that’s the best way I can say how I feel about this year.
tumblr isn’t posting any of my posts but my sister can’t be found. she was last heard from around 9:45pm at 14th Street-Union Square. please let me know if you’ve seen her.