Ya’ll, it’s time for a chat about Christmas, my grandma… and Peabo Bryson.
Some thoughts on what’s going on in Charlottesville…….and WalMart. #classic.
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?
WE’RE GOING BACK TO THE FUTURE! GREAT SCOTT!
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…
We will not be discussing racial affairs in this post. Stop texting Al Sharpton.
This is what happens when God stops being polite and starts getting real. REAL WORLD: Imani.