Sex With My Notebook: Trayvon Meets the Others by @johnlacarbiere
What up Trayvon
My Name Wendell
I’m from New Orleans
Last name Allen
I believe yours is Martin…
Early in the morning
Before I could even wake up
Cops bussed in
THEY SHOT ME!
I never woke up…
Said it was a drug raid
But I wasn’t responsible
4 ounces of weed
Got me higher than a lot of…
(via tdawson)
Ugh.. some personal ish
I was stuck in my room for the past three days due to severe abdominal pain. I though it was some dairy noodle dish I consumed previously, but it in fact turned out to be menstrual cramps. On a scale of 1-10, with 10 being the worst, it was a 9 because I didn’t cry. I had to whip out my massager just to attempt to go to sleep every night. Many times I was resting in a up-right position. Initially, I thought I had caught an illness because I couldn’t hold any food or liquid down :(
Over the years I’ve realized that the cramps are only this bad if I am consuming animal products like chicken and turkey. In September of 2005 a month before I went back to vegetarianism, I remember a similar experience to the one I went through last night. I know that this is only proof that I need to stop switching up my diet and stick to veganism. Life at college is what reverted my eating habits to meat, so I know I will have to continue to stick it out while I am here.
I also am letting go of all dairy products. As a lactose intolerant there is no reason for me to keep dairy in my diet. My body feels weighed down and uncomfortable when I have a bowl of ice cream or a grilled cheese. I know that this is the best option for my body and in order to be healthy I need to eliminate unnecessary items from my diet. Peace.
“Razor sharp words have attempted to cut me open and snatch the four chambered organ beating within my chest. Quicken my last breath, leave me stranded, stressed and depressed, but they forget to check that this is only a test I possess a mastery in. I know where all the hurdles and pitfalls are from beginning to end. “
Azania X
The time has come where we match tweets and status updates to faces, erase our minds expectations to the ground level of reality. The laptop is no longer the guard. We learn things about one another like when I’m lifted I smile hard. And we both like to set our gaze on the ever fleeting sun. scarlet toned skies like the end of the blunt. jambalaya. We exchanged stories, belly laughs, and dreams. My ears were aroused by music that reminded me of my childhood. My Trinidadian family, roti, white tea, and simplicity. A range of emotions swept over my frame. I cherished the moment and was glued to the seat of the vehicle when it was my turn to leave. Moments like these make me grateful to be alive…
