Sometimes I think I’m a Olivia Pope. If you don’t know who Olivia Pope is… good for you. #gladiatorsdisengage.
So, last night I was the victim of a racist Facebook comment …I think.
ITS A BIRD!!! ITS A PLANE?! No, silly. ITS IMANI’S BLOOOGGG
As I made my way to their kitchen, I realized this was my first moment with racism and it was going to be burned in my memory forever. I was a deep 6 year old. What can I say?
Christmas time is here… But Jesus never left.
I am legit in tears…and One Direction nor Bruno Mars have anything to do with it!
I won’t even get started on how the internet has ruined the millennials or how my girlfriends and I will probably die spinsters/old maids due to the lack of suitable men…
Now this is the story all about how, my life got flipped, turned, upside down…
This is what happens when God stops being polite and starts getting real. REAL WORLD: Imani.
Remember, remember the 12th of November… Monzi’s blog of first!