friends.
a white ass show,
with white ass people,
doing white ass shit.
a show i actually enjoyed tbh because it was funny to me.
the word “friends” always triggers black folks and i don’t know why.
black twitter was filled with venom towards the friends reunion on hbo max.

“They was never any black friends!”
“They copied Living Single with the concept!”
“I never watched an episode and I know I’ll hate it.”

what?
what?
and what?
a foxholer sent me this picture and the main conversation was…

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validation.
these last few months,
even going back into 2019,
i have been seeking validation from outside sources.
it was going good for a while,
but as of late,
things started to dwindle.
when that started happening,
i started blaming myself and feeling less than.
comparison is usually the thief of joy and i was robbed blind.
this is what i spoke to with my cousin hybrid this morning…

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