You really don’t know how the air gone smell when you walk out the house in Baton Rouge. Sometimes that shit be straight punchin on my nose.

I’m not a subscription girl. Poverty has traumatized me. I don’t like seeing shit automatically leave my account. Therefore, I’ll be supporting Bad Bunny in spirit, by watching social media clips.

I’m so glad I’m not that damn curious. Once my spirit doesn’t feel aligned with a person, you will not catch me lurking or watching their every move. My eyes gravitate toward what I like!

Well, I’m moving on. Better than waiting til Valentine’s Day when I won’t even be acknowledged.

I just can’t be friends with women who get weird around/about niggas. I view my dealings with women and my dealings with men as parallel lanes.

A man getting at my friend doesn’t affect my sense of self. Grown women be ready to cross they friends out over niggas they don’t even want for real.

I can’t wait to get back on Wellbutrin. I’m so tired of feeling everything so intensely.

So I’m 32 years old just realizing you literally can’t tell these women a man even looked at you or they gonna go try him. That’s weird. I’m not like that about men.

It’s like bitches be wanting to see if they can get the same validation you do from men. That’s… strange?

I’ma be okay.

I hate when I don’t have the energy to do the things I want and need to do… ima pick 3 small tasks to accomplish before bed and fight the fatigue.

I want to feel like I belong one day.

I don’t even need some grand declaration of love. I just want some consistency.

“Alone” must be the theme of my life.

I forgot I said this. Quit my job the next day. After 5 yrs in and out of the classroom, I’m absolutely done with k-12 in the capacity of a teaching role. Maybe I’ll find another way to impact the youth that doesn’t make me wanna crash out.

Yeah, I won’t be teaching after this year. Starting to feel like a damn martyr.

One thing that has helped me choose water over coffee (at times) is straight up asking myself, “What if you’re tired because you’re dehydrated?”

Me pulling an all-nighter even after a 3-day weekend because I ain’t wanna open my laptop. I think I love stress. Or maybe I just love rest, lol.

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Not every time, but yes. Sometimes help from strangers has been my own saving grace.

I remember one time I had a lil roster. I needed $ and decided to ask a couple of them to BORROW $50. Let’s just say I ain’t have no roster after that day.

I wouldn’t even know. I’ve never been evaluated.

I have a strange relationship w time. I literally cannot find motivation to execute until the umpteenth hour.

It works for me for the most part. If I start something too early, the passion isn’t there.

However, the tradeoff is the unnecessary stress I cause myself when I have to race the clock.

A lil scarcity increases value.

Vindication never makes me feel like I want it to. I be glad to prove ppl wrong, but I still be hurt bout being unnecessarily tried in the first place.

Is this the life of a lawyer? I always get ppl trying to test my knowledge even in casual situations. Like dang, can I graduate first?

I can’t win them popularity contests, but when it comes to merit, I’m stepping on shit!

Your floor is someone’s else’s ceiling.

Who got left off of bad and boujie????

It surely isn’t!

If teachers somehow had ~2 hours of dedicated planning time during their contracted hours each day, I assume that would solve a good 1/4th of the teacher shortage crisis.