WHEN U RUB UR EYE BUT U FORGET UR WEARING EYELINER
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the worst things to ever happen to fashion:
- fake pockets
- making every single shirt see through
- seriously why does it have to be see through
- what is the fucking point i just have to wear another tank top or cami underneath it
- it literally defeats the purpose of being a shirt
- and every single shirt is see through these days this annoys me more than fake pockets and trust me that is an issue
I have! And you’re entirely right. They can’t handle it for shit. The emotional and mental toll of being Black in this country (and abroad) manifests itself in outrageous ways. It’s partly responsible for the health disparities between Blacks and other races. Emotional stresses have a physical response in the body. To be Black in America is to constantly be on edge, to constantly be suspicious, to constantly be stressed. To wonder if the jerk you encountered was an asshole because he’s having a bad day or because of the color of your skin. Everyone else can safely assume it’s the former, we must always put the onus on ourselves. To wonder if your son will make it home safely each night…not simply due to the normal worrying parents do (traffic accidents and such) but because you know he’s at risk for being shot down for simply being Black. To know you’re more likely to be harassed by those meant to “protect and serve”. To hold your baby boy in your arms and know the world will someday see him as a threat. To hold your baby girl in your arms and know the world will make her feel ugly enough to tamper with her physical form. The microagressions, the overt aggressions. The anger and sadness you must bear for life as a result of learning of our collective history. I could go on and on. This is our life, it isn’t temporary, it isn’t staged, it isn’t an experiment. And they can’t handle that shit for TWO HOURS!
If you’ve never seen the experiment here’s a clip.